pinkish gold
Maybe I thought a little too much
And now I've got nothing else to say
It’s all in my brain, it’s all in my brain
You keep on telling me I’m going insane
But I think that I might die
If you love me can you tell me why
Cuz otherwise I’ll think that it is a lie
No, I don’t wanna keep on trying
I send a text, and you don’t reply
I close my eyes, and ‘llI start to cry
I’ll see the things that they post online
And it makes me sick to my fucking spine
That’s a bit much, I stole that line
But I can’t keep these things up inside
Under my blanket is where I hide
Whenever I feel I wanna take my life
It’s 8am and the sun it rose
Your lips a shade of pinkish gold
When we kiss I can feel your nose and
It’s cold as hell up against my nose
If I write just one more line
Will you call and ask to be mine
Or just send a text to say that you’re fine
Some kind of closure is all I mind
I sold my car and I did my chores
Just because you’d gotten bored
So much time goes down the drain
I’m stuck immobile, and I’m in pain
Wake me up whenever it ends
But then I’ll awake, and it starts again
I’d leave my house, I wouldn’t dare
Cuz I can’t trust me to take myself anywhere