Inflammation 4ria

What a relief it would be to stop breathing
What a relief it would be
Fuck my belief in this thing
Lost my mind in the sea
Lost my doubt, now I could see
Everything that I was blind to
I can't rewind you
I can only take some time to
Try to unwind with the times and I fight through
God only knows what I might do
Pull-out a knife through
Wrote this to spite you
Stay hopeless despite you
Getting me up, but I never gave up
If I ever made up a fantasy to ride through
Sunsets and nights grew
Worry and I knew
The words that I write you
Only to strike you
But you're just the type to
Get off on the guys who give you the light, you
Give them the guide too
With or without you
Slit my wrist just to get some of this clout through
Live in the present rely on nostalgia
Gritty and heavens a place that I found when around ya
Now it just feels like I'm coming down
Always down and nowhere to be found
To be found (2x)