[Intro] Don't wait for me to fall asleep and dream of better things between you and me this whole damn thing for we, it couldn't be a simple thing forever deemed too much time to waste especially when it's clear to see that you do not love anything except the thing that you can see in the mirror! [Verse 1] So now how hard is it to see? the things that be the fractured memories? Like broken frames and chains that smother me I think I need to be left alone to cry out and just bleed It all will end at sea? Or maybe, the California coast is finally just done with me And I can learn to pack my things and go discovering the whole world now is right there in front of me [Pre-Chorus] Now the world is spinning it's making me dizzy this carousel is revolving and on the inside I can feel myself unraveling! But on the surface, I can't land on my feet I guess that is just me I'm not a bird I'm just a ghost who floats I'm tethered here was never meant for flying [Chorus] Help me mend these broken wings! Just another one of my broken things! You seem to get some pleasure from tormenting and torturing me! Well I guess that's just another lesson on repeat Maybe someday you'll let your hands off my throat and I can breathe or is that just wishful thinking!? [Verse 2] Beat drop, full band crashes in I held the smoke like a holy sign but it turned to grit in my teeth Your kind of love is a locked door with my name scratched underneath I keep one foot in the hallway one hand on the suitcase seam If I can't be saved in this room I'll make my own way out to sea [Pre-Chorus] Now the world is spinning it's making me dizzy this carousel is revolving and on the inside I can feel myself unraveling! But on the surface, I can't land on my feet I guess that is just me I'm not a bird I'm just a ghost who floats I'm tethered here was never meant for flying [Chorus] Help me mend these broken wings! Just another one of my broken things! You seem to get some pleasure from tormenting and torturing me! Well I guess that's just another lesson on repeat Maybe someday you'll let your hands off my throat and I can breathe or is that just wishful thinking!? [Bridge] Boom! clap, clap, clap ok so now Im saying! Oh! give up the ghost and fuck that boy! he left you here alone! and never gave to me what I feel that I deserve and what I feel like I am owed! I'm left here to atone in praying to statues made of stone! marble, granite, quartz I do not know! but who really gives a shit! I just need to get over it! I tell myself to get a fucking grip! don't be a salty bitch! just draw a pentagram and have a seance on it let the spirits handle it did I mention I'm a witch? hahahaha I like to think I am because there is no other way for me to explain it! I'm on that spooky shit! black gothic aesthetic let's start a riot with nocturnal lunar vibes the moon, it's light and the serenity of all this is that I know that if today was fucking it the last of life that would exist I would close by eyes without the closure that I want from my time on this planet! that is such a fucking drag a hard pill I guess I will have to swallow it! [Breakdown] [Instrumental] [Outro] oh dear God! please! [Chorus] Help me mend these broken wings! Just another one of my broken things! You seem to get some pleasure from tormenting and torturing me! Well I guess that's just another lesson on repeat Maybe someday you'll let your hands off my throat and I can breathe or is that just wishful thinking!?
