MM1.3.7-B: Crashin' (Luca) (L58)

[Intro] [Music starts] [Sighing:] "Hhh..." "Okay..." "Fine..." "Fuck it." [Verse 1] The streets are feelin' kinda empty, But I don't think that I care. I'd turn around and look behind me, But there'd be nothing there. Least that's what I tell myself- Gotta mind my mental health, Gotta wake up in the morning, So I guess I might as well- Well-- Well-- Feel like I been through some hell. Feels like I been stuck here waiting For some kinda show and tell... Drag my ass outta bed, Draw a smile in the breath, Check the dents in my head, While I think myself to death, Oh... No... No, no, no... [Bridge] Wear my stolen skin Like the mess I'm in, Patience wearing thin, I could throw it all away. Then the shakes set in, I can never win With an acumen Like a cynical refrain. [Hook] So I-- I-- I-- Ahh-- Throw my fist to glass-- Shattered visions of the past-- Crashin'... Down on... Me... Who do you-- Think-- You-- Are-- Caught your picture in the mirror, And I had to set it free. Ay... Watch it crashin' down on me... [Instrumental Break] [Acoustic Guitar Solo] [Verse 2] Like those impostors in the skyline, I keep fallin' short of grace. Wear a spade upon my sleeve, And a filter on my face. I never felt so out of place, Never thought I would debase All the ways I learned to breathe, And disappear without a trace. Ay-- Ay-- Guess it's stupid anyway... Guess it's kinda fuckin' crazy, And it never was okay. Daylight comes to an end, And I'm back here again With a mess on my hands, So I throw it in the bin, Oh... No... No, no, no... [Pre-Hook] Catch me in the windowpane, Make me feel so damn insane, Like I'm losin' it again... Oh, I'm losin' it, my friend... [Hook] So I-- I-- I-- Ahh-- Throw my fist to glass-- Shattered visions of the past-- Crashin'... Down on... Me... Who do you-- Think-- You-- Are-- Caught your picture in the mirror, And I had to set it free. Ay... Watch it crashin' down on me... [Instrumental Break] [Acoustic Guitar Solo] [Breakdown] I keep livin' on the run, Down the barrel of a gun, Kickin' hornets' nests for fun Cuz what else is there to do? What else is there but you? What else is there without the awful things you do? Man, tell me it's not true... Tell me that's not you... [Hook] So I-- I-- I-- Ahh-- Throw my fist to glass-- Shattered visions of the past-- Crashin'... Down on... Me... Who do you-- Think-- You-- Are-- Caught your picture in the mirror, And I had to set it free. Ay... Watch it crashin' down on me... [Outro] Ay... Hey... Crashin-- Down on-- Me. [END]