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If I could tell the truth, I’m not sure it would matter much, I’ve got an open wound, I’m not sure you can sew it up, see I’ve got so many things that I’ve done wrong, buried in the basement of my heart, and oh, my God, am I so numb that I can’t tell apart, what’s real, and what I’ve just made up inside my mind, to help me sleep at night.
[c] I’m building pipe-dream bombs, inside my basement, building pipe-dream bombs, inside my basement, I’ve been mixing chemicals to help me fake that I’m alright, am I alright? I don’t know anymore.
Just don’t give up on me yet, I’m wrestling these demons to the mat, but they’re fighting back, harder than I expected, just don’t give up on me yet, maybe I’ll make it, I don’t know anymore
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