August
Sarah Curran
Nothing is to blame
What am I waiting for?
Happy left no stain
Tried to cleanse my flaws
Driven by complaints
Push out the arguements
Mirroring mistakes
Changing is a chore
Choose me
I've been burnt out
Take me
There's not much left
Hurt me
There's nothing I haven't thought
A slave to a brick wall
I don't pray no more
I got what I want
I'm too scared to die
Who did I provoke
Clawing at my skull
See my dullest days
It doesn't seem to end
I'm stuck in this haze
Choose me
I've been burnt out
Take me
There's not much left
Hurt me
There's nothing I haven't thought
A slave to a brick wall
Choose me
I've been burnt out
Take me
There's not much left
Hurt me
There's nothing I haven't thought
A slave to a brick wall