Jan 16
The cold needle pressed into my arm
Pushing song after song until I feel warm.
Laying there in my own personal comatose
Only feeling beat after beat as I overdose
Drowned out in my world of song
Fade deeper and deeper like nothings wrong
Between the headphones only I exist
Music my life support, my IV in my wrist
Pushing song after song until I feel warm.
Laying there in my own personal comatose
Only feeling beat after beat as I overdose
Drowned out in my world of song
Fade deeper and deeper like nothings wrong
Between the headphones only I exist
Music my life support, my IV in my wrist
Another late night regretting life choices
Escaping the world and my late invoices
Music my drug and dearest friend
Carry me through the night that never ends
Escaping the world and my late invoices
Music my drug and dearest friend
Carry me through the night that never ends
