I feel the chill of every raindrop that hits my flesh,
I spin around in so many circles I can never clean this mess,
so on my path of dirt, and all of your bullshit,
I try my best to dim my wits, close my eyes, another hit.
Another drink that pulls me in, shields my soul from all my sins,
as another day drifts away,
I lose any clever thing to say, as my pain is washed away,
I remember the days that I used to play.
its funny how things can change,
one moment I am your knight, the next I am too strange.
baby I love you still, let me count the ways,
But its so hard to count when you live in a haze.
So I numb myself with coke, so I cant feel the needle in my vien,
another way to wash away, all of your memories,
I made some bad choices, now your ghost is all I see.
I see your face in every passing cloud,
when I close my eyes, your voice I hear so loud
I still feel the sand in my hair, and the sea breeze on my skin
I made my own bed, so your heart I shall never win,
I can only say that I am haunted by your memories,
and I am blinded by what I should be.
reality is a monster, at least for me,
dont want to be a slave to your memories