angela

For all the lies you would believe
You lost what Id let use my trust for these wrongful lines
I couldnt see the cost and the headache it took to leave
The weight on my chest
And roads that ended made me regret my disbelief
These days with no rest made me desperate
Opiates let me get to sleep
For all the lies you would believe
You lost what Id let use my trust for these wrongful lines
I couldnt see the cost and the headache it took to leave
Lost in my head
Shaking thoughts that Ive let
Take all that was left until you couldnt breathe
Cut off from my meds
In a loft with no bed
Id hope for the best but never sleep