Yea yea (Yawn)
Crisis, I'm
Alone with all my vices, oh
Sliced wrist
Won't cry but will advise it, no
Don't try it
Medicine not helpin', try to fight it
It's not workin'
Try to right it
But when darkness comes, you like it, yea
But when darkness comes, you like it, oh woah
Tell me, why I'm here
Take the wheel, I won't steer
Need abrasion, pass the sheers, oh
What is left without fear
Got the best chance with no success
Staring at you while you slow glance
Upset
Staring contests in the mirror
No clear winner
Brainwashed sinners
Nothin' left in the center
Send me to a center
Lonely
Been stickin' the brand name
Solo that's my damn game
Not in control of my damn brain
Not in control of my damn brain
Can someone please stop the damn rain
I'm Stormin' loud like a damn train
Evil thots bringin' me shame
They say there's no tomorrow
So fill my head with sorrow
I'm sorry that I bug to borrow
Some medicine from you
Girl don't use up all the meds
Come back and lay in the bed
I don't wanna talk, I'm not like Ted
Baby don't squeal, don't f*ck with the feds
Crisis, I'm
Lone with my vices
Sliced wrist
Won't cry but will advise it
What's left to fear when there's nothin'
Who is to blame in the ruckus
It's too much shit that's been goin' on
Baby don't come round and sing that song
I need you close to me
I need you baby
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Yea yea (Yawn)
Crisis, I'm
Alone with all my vices, oh
Sliced wrist
Won't cry but will advise it, no
Don't try it
Medicine not helpin', try to fight it
It's not workin'
Try to right it
But when darkness comes, you like it, yea
But when darkness comes, you like it, oh woah
Tell me, why I'm here
Take the wheel, I won't steer
Need abrasion, pass the sheers, oh
What is left without fear
Got the best chance with no success
Staring at you while you slow glance
Upset
Staring contests in the mirror
No clear winner
Brainwashed sinners
Nothin' left in the center
Send me to a center
Lonely
Been stickin' the brand name
Solo that's my damn game
Not in control of my damn brain
Not in control of my damn brain
Can someone please stop the damn rain
I'm Stormin' loud like a damn train
Evil thots bringin' me shame
They say there's no tomorrow
So fill my head with sorrow
I'm sorry that I bug to borrow
Some medicine from you
Girl don't use up all the meds
Come back and lay in the bed
I don't wanna talk, I'm not like Ted
Baby don't squeal, don't f*ck with the feds
Crisis, I'm
Lone with my vices
Sliced wrist
Won't cry but will advise it
What's left to fear when there's nothin'
Who is to blame in the ruckus
It's too much shit that's been goin' on
Baby don't come round and sing that song
I need you close to me
I need you baby
Crisis, I'm
Alone with all my vices, oh
Sliced wrist
Won't cry but will advise it, no
Don't try it
Medicine not helpin', try to fight it
It's not workin'
Try to right it
But when darkness comes, you like it, yea
But when darkness comes, you like it, oh woah
Tell me, why I'm here
Take the wheel, I won't steer
Need abrasion, pass the sheers, oh
What is left without fear
Got the best chance with no success
Staring at you while you slow glance
Upset
Staring contests in the mirror
No clear winner
Brainwashed sinners
Nothin' left in the center
Send me to a center
Lonely
Been stickin' the brand name
Solo that's my damn game
Not in control of my damn brain
Not in control of my damn brain
Can someone please stop the damn rain
I'm Stormin' loud like a damn train
Evil thots bringin' me shame
They say there's no tomorrow
So fill my head with sorrow
I'm sorry that I bug to borrow
Some medicine from you
Girl don't use up all the meds
Come back and lay in the bed
I don't wanna talk, I'm not like Ted
Baby don't squeal, don't f*ck with the feds
Crisis, I'm
Lone with my vices
Sliced wrist
Won't cry but will advise it
What's left to fear when there's nothin'
Who is to blame in the ruckus
It's too much shit that's been goin' on
Baby don't come round and sing that song
I need you close to me
I need you baby
Writer: Jackson Spence
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