And I'll surrender myself to the night, Once I am no longer in love with the light of day, My fingers I will wrap around the water, Till it hugs me tight enough that I no longer gasp for freedom, For freedom is the gift of parting from the chains on my skin.
My skin itches me to remove all traces of you, Opened my heart with one eye shut seemed to give me black and blue, I lie awake at 4 scrapping off where your fingers have once been, I promise I won't ferment bitterness for I was born with love in my vein.
Crooked lips, dry as your words, bitter as you taste, none of it makes sense but here we are again. Pop another one and I'm hooked just like last September's night in, Flush it out, time is ticking, I will cut again as long as you stay in your lane.