[ Featuring Shoes ]
Baby doll
I'm falling apart
A couple addictions
And a few I might start this year
Oh, it ain't looking too clear
I got some voices
Foolin' around in my head
And they gotta map
With all the roads to my death
But don't fear
Says I gotta couple of years
It's pessimistic
I know it don't help
But I got all these tiny demons
I've been trying to kill
A mountain of bones
I've stacked on my shelf
Just stop the screaming
Let me go down to hell
For all that I've done
And when I fall through
I'll leave my glasses behind
Cus all the reds and the blues
Look better through blurry eyes
It's something I feel I deserve
I'll tell you all how it burns
Just don't let go of my words
In place of holding my hand
And when I fall through
I'll leave my glasses behind
Cus all the reds and the blues
Look better through blurry eyes
I don't know
If everything around me is real
Or not
I think it's getting to me
Is it too much to ask
For more than a guess?
I would've guess not
