"This song is about my constant panic attacks and how I won't let myself be alone anymore." -Kyle lyrics Everything I love turns to grave stones Just know that I miss you It's so cold, all alone
Everything I say Falls short, anyway I'll bite my tongue And close my mouth I won't cry Till the blood comes out
I feel locked out From the inside With no room to breath And I'm out of time This home I've built Is no shelter now A vacant soul Tear me down
I can feel it again There's something wrong in my head I won't go back to where I've been Cause the Florida heat Still burns my fucking skin
I'm just a selfish prick I deserve this I'm the kid who's always sick Still sucking down cigarettes I made you a promise That I couldn't keep Cause I had to work on fixing me Maybe next year will be better Maybe next year I'll quit