Left at London
I’m Finally Gonna Sleep Tonight
I think I'm gonna sleep tonight
I'm finally gonna sleep
Cuz I'm growing tired faking that I'm proud
And I hope I dream of heaven
Where I'm lifted from my shame
All alone and cold upon my little cloud
And it hurts when
I'm alone cuz
Everyone seems
To be hiding
To avoid conversation
Is it wrong That
I'm aware I
Should pretend I'm
Really fine
And Instead I'm impatient
I'd rather die and get it over with
Well I think I'm gonna leave this place
I'm finally gonna leave
Cuz I overstayed my welcome way too long
And I think The mirror hurt me
More than any words they'd say
Cuz at least they'd have a chance of being wrong
In the end Im
Still a joke, so
Should I laugh more
While my demons
Wanna trace out my backbone
If you find me
Laying lifeless
On the carpet
Read the letter
I'd have left on my gravestone
I do it for attention anyways
Well, I think I'm gonna sleep tonight