After every thought I had
About dyin came clear
I wrote a page of my first book
About the things I did that year
I find it
Hard to keep track
Of all the memories
That I've made
Cause my thoughts can be intrusive
They tend to make my feelings fade
I'll meet you in the after
My thoughts'll take me faster
Than some lead
Spendin all of my time
Up in the worst way
Sit and dwellin inside
I didnt sleep for days
Lemme rot away
Nights drivin back on
West Chester roads
With plans in my head
And I didnt know
Which feelings pass
Or just what to think
Jaded I painted
Maroon on the sink
Thankful I fell from the
Rope in the basement
Glad that a pill never
Glued me to pavement
No one to talk to
I pushed them away
What a shame
Think I'm havin an off day
I let myself down
Thinkin back on my old ways
I'm comin around
Gave up when i needed a hand
Left holding myself once again
Think I'm havin an off day
I let myself down
Thinkin back on my old ways
I'm comin around
View a life that i think i could live in
The kind where i make it through
All of the distance
I might go through with this
Is it still what you want? (he said)
HE SAID!
Got nothing new to bring
A moment then its done
Sign the final chapter
And noone reads it after
Wont make it past the pages
Of my teens
Bring you home
(I'll never get outta this)
Let you know, how I felt
(Spent in the worst way I could)
And if you try to relapse
And control, I might just let you go
Think I'm havin an off day
I let myself down
Thinkin back on my old ways
I'm comin around
Gave up when i needed a hand
Left holding myself once again
Think I'm havin an off day
I let myself down
Thinkin back on my old ways
I'm comin around
View a life that i think i could live in
The kind where i make it through
All of the distance