I fear the people I love most
And a disappointed face
My unconditional blindfolds
And a life that I could waste (Ah)
Now I never sit up straight
And I don’t fit the mold(Mold,mold,mold)
Crying all over ivory was never my goal
I cut my fingers right off
And you told me to reach out
But I’m all alone in my head,so I’ve married my doubts
Now I need someone to trust while I lie to myself
No strings attached,I need a thread
It’s like I’m dead
Lone wolf
Thought I’d do better on my own
Lost in a survival TV show
And it’s so manufactured,my brain’s getting louder
Rejecting the flowers
Memorized all the smells of my bed’s living hell
Now my pillow is missing a cold side
I cutting my fingers right off
And you told me to reach out
But I’m all alone in my head,so I’ve married my doubts
Now I need someone to trust while I lie to myself
No strings attached,I need a thread
It’s like I’m dead