mixed matches
gohome/withdrawals
I couldn’t say what it was that I would get
All I know is it made me lesser then
When you knew it was us against all them
I’d pretend that I knew but didn’t see it
If you would’ve told me
That they would’ve cut through
Well I would’ve helped it
And I would’ve helped you
But we hesitated
When we had enough to
Keep us feeling jaded
When I had enough to prove
My head
It burns
At the thought of your name
And I try
So hard
To keep it restrained
My stomach hurts again
I dont wanna be the one to call home
And say I’m panicking
When it’s all you want from me now
My slight of hand is what gave it away
When you saw my cards in what you obtained
You tried your best in a digital age
And you’re remember for what you never gave
If you would’ve told me
That they would’ve cut through
Well I would’ve helped it
And I would’ve helped you
But we hesitated
When we had enough to
Keep us feeling jaded
When I had enough to prove
Cause I’ve been
Huddled away
Inside what caved in
Withdraws don’t change
And I thought the world would stop for moment
I tried my best but it won’t ever fade
Another four walls left in alone then
With my reflection only to gaze
But it’s a ladder of Dissension
Built on lacking of attention
Burnt to boil while pretending
Tell me what you think of yourself
If you would’ve told me
That they would’ve cut through
Well I would’ve helped it
And I would’ve helped you
But we hesitated
When we had enough to
Keep us feeling jaded
When I had enough to prove