| If I’ve made the wrong choices all of my life |
| Scribbling mountains on my walls |
| Living in fear of falling too far but |
| I can’t stay behind bars |
| Wanna drown my life out |
| With loud noises |
| Bottle of poisons and |
| Flicker in my ears now |
| But I hear our voices |
| Such hopeless voices that |
| I can’t stay here for long |
| I’ll just die when I’m young |
| Like a stranger that crashes and burns |
| I’ll just bite on this gun |
| I’ll just lean on this thumb |
| I’ll just hurt until I can’t hurt no more |
| S-talk, people staring at my dunce cap |
| Singing nothing but |
| Who says that I gotta wear a suit tie? |
| Who says that I gotta have an alibi? |
| Please help me, God just wants to paint me blue |
| No love, just silhouettes who don’t come through |
| Faint island, disappointing everyone |
| Them rain clouds gotta sing |
| Paint the thoughts onto my head day and night |
| If I’ve made the wrong choices all of my life |
| Scribbling mountains on my walls |
| Living in fear of falling too far but |
| I can’t stay behind bars |
| Wanna drown my life out |
| With loud noises |
| Bottle of poisons and |
| Flicker in my ears now |
| But I hear our voices |
| Such hopeless voices that |
| I can’t stay here for long |
| I’ll just die when I’m young |
| Like a stranger that crashes and burns |
| I’ll just bite on this gun |
| I’ll just lean on this thumb |
| I’ll just hurt until I can’t hurt no more |
| Lalalalalala |
| S-talk, people staring at my dunce cap |
| Singing nothing but |
| Who says that I gotta wear a suit tie? |
| Who says that I gotta have an alibi? |
| Break now, wasn’t showing anyway |
| Clock broke, I can’t tell the night from day |
| Past stop, living like I’m living large |
| Make a toast to the slow lane |