follow your footsteps in the ground but bright stars won't show me the right way i guess there must be more than what i'm seeing busted headlights and flat tires won't hold me back anymore than it would you but this time i feel alone does it bring you back? do you feel the love rush through those veins? does it bringing you back? cause i'm still trying i've had enough but you can't see this i've had enough

the memories that bring me back to the days where we lost track of the time no such things as bad signs when razor blades were just a fad in the scene they became our talks on the phone but now it's the place i call home i'm drowning, won't you grab my hand? and don't let go half smoked cigarettes just fill my lungs it's sad to see that we are breathing different air half smoked cigarettes just fill my lungs i need you more than ever now but you're not anywhere

I never said Just what I wanted And I never went Just where I wish I wondered But here I am... Im here and Im okay You cant tell me just how I feel, If I’m transparent, Then let me transition through you And Ill learn so much.. Sitting next to you on this metro bus... In the sticky plastic seat as rain patted the window next to me I fell asleep.. I want to sift sand through your hands And climb fire escapes So you can be closer to the stars And I can be closer to your heart ...My stomach hits the floor I wish I wasnt here I had nowhere to roam Ghost-like motions through an empty house, I am alone We knew it wasnt ever alright We knew it wasnt ever alright Nostalgia! Nostalgia! You always corrupt me, your timing isn’t well-planned Maybe... maybe... You’ve come just when I Thought my life was alright You remind me that I’m wrong My empty eye sockets with no site I’m loosing my grip, with my head in her hands I loved my old life, but I will get over this I’ll be just fine, I’ll keep telling myself. I’ll drink to each loving couple I see kiss I’ll mock happiness, I’ll mock happiness I’ve been doing the right things With no wristwatch to tell me the wrong times I am a self coerced mild-sociopath Piloting a future with introspective flaws that Accumulate to corruption as a cure, corruption is the cure Corrupt the cure and start over fresh.

even with the best intentions i'll continue to let you down waiting for tomorrow to get up and start again but nightfall never ends you need to breathe take a look at me so what do you see? every day i'm walking home alone so tell me why you say that this is normal i guess i was right it should've always been this quiet i am broken but you're too jaded to even understand today nothing feels right it's better to burn than to fade away so i'll leave this town tomorrow and i'll forget it all today

you're looking down i'm looking up what is this feeling in my gut? i see the walls that you stand on the walls are just too high i take a step back i'm afraid to climb if i fall off half way i'll just start over and it'd be the same