Survivor's Guilt
Expectations weigh on me
to satisfy these endless needs
and i don't care and i don't know why
maybe i'm no good inside
all this wasted time
to see your fucked up life
become mine
All these thoughts just won't be still
i bless my habit, pray to pills
i can't be part of your life
until i know how to die
all this wasted time
to see your fucked up life
become mine
Fake flowers begin to wilt
in this house my heart had built
to keep me far away from us
i know i'm not brave enough
keep me far away from us
i'll never be brave enough
all this wasted time
to see your fucked up life
become mine