Drinking wine
Confused myself again
I'm inhaling toxic again
Left my locks open
It's not love its a trap
Just trying to smile right back
I'm drinking wine with no glass
Reached up to pick some of the roses
Confused, felt like being used
Does this amuse?
Oh I'm a fake and a liar?
Last I checked everyone close to me chased a wrong desire.
I guess I'm fantastic with ghost
I'll carry salt next time I want to think someone was close