Texty: Daly's Gone Wrong. Fourth Wave. Excedrin.

I wish that answers were easy as questions
And I had the right suggestions
But I'm lost again without a friend to talk to
And I don't want to hurt you or choose to lose
But I don't have the choice
Can't voice my thoughts, but I brought myself to this
Losing sleep, insomnia keeps me in this prison
Don't know if this really means the end
Did I mention it's not my intention
To make you cry, but I've tried
Don't know why I've lied for so long
My friend come again
Lets talk and hope that this night never ends
My friend help me
To see how I want this to be
I'm sorry I'm so cynical
But your problems are so trivial
No more noise
Forget about my voice
Home alone dream of another day
To help keep the tears away
I don't need your help I've learned to die myself
Don't blame me for the feelings I can't change
Why explain?
That I'm not the same
Sleep and cigarettes always did me best
Solutions I stopped seeking and religions I quit believing
Revolution dreaming but I lost the most with you
My friend come again
Let's talk and hope that this night never ends
My friend help me
To see how I want this to be