Texty: Socratic. It's Getting Late. Dead For Days.

Oh my God, I feel so bad
Would you understand
and would you let me hold your hand,
And pretend the memories will last?
When we're burning all the pictures so fast

Is it safe to say that we've hurt the same way?
If it was up to me I'd leave this place right now
I'm never that beautiful
Everything I used to love, changed
and makes me miserable

I thought about ignoring it
But I also thought about losing myself
And I can't stand the way
My picture perfect smile conflicts with every word you say

Is it safe to say that we've hurt the same way?
If it was up to me, I'd leave this place right now
I'm never that beautfiul
Everything I used to love changed
and makes me miserable

Is the silence getting louder?
Every lonely day thereafter
I can't breathe
I can't believe after this..
I'll stop to bleed
I can't help this, but feel this way
You won't see the sunset feeling alone again