(One of) the things about it (is) Drowned out by the (moral baseline) Feel it in your skull Tearing through your sad (line) Embarrassing Someone will notice
Your boat will sink Your plane will tip to the side No one will cry When they pick up the pieces On your mind That you hardly used
(Pissed up awake)
(I can see) Don't even try (Will you hear) There will be consequences
Stay up Stay awake
I'm thinking about that one time The suffering that will never fade The horrible repercussions The memory stays but the marker fades
It could be seen (as your fault) Your heart bleeding on me Whilst I dream of some good (days) Bad days waiting there for morning
How could I explain a thing That you drew on my face?