All I notice nowadays is ya tired eyes pa**ing me, Lips so ruby red convince me cool kids speak in blasphemies, Tragic that you had to go and work your way inside, Your eyes contain the stars, but someone shut off every light I feel you every time - I pause to take a breath, Maybe you're bad memories, just stuck within my head? I hate that I'm pretending that I've cut away the strings, A picture perfect puppet meant to entertain and sing, I'm made of things like blood and bone and flesh and broken dreams I guess my simple smiles has been drowning out my screams I'm tearing at the seams, yeah I hate to face the day, Honestly I'm tired and I'm looking for a way: To fade into the night and maybe pray that it's alright, They say it's all inside of me, this pain I try to hide, I'll try to satisfy and I will dance until I'm broke Or until you start to choke upon the hands upon your throat (swear you'll let me fall until I'm nothing in your eyes, this'll cure the problems that I shelter deep inside, and I know that it's not right when I am tearing at my scars, but your hand's within my chest and I can barely feel my heart) (AlexTheGreatmc's verse) (swear you'll let me fall until I'm nothing in your eyes, this'll cure the problems that I shelter deep inside, and I know that it's not right when I am tearing at my scars, but your hand's within my chest and I can barely feel my heart) (Mr. Flako's verse) (swear you'll let me fall until I'm nothing in your eyes, this'll cure the problems that I shelter deep inside, and I know that it's not right when I am tearing at my scars, but your hand's within my chest and I can barely feel my heart)