Fake (Prod. my depression)

poetic
I loved you for that once
I tried to do lots of things
but they just don't work out
sad huh?
I still love those beautiful lines though
beautiful lines
Late night
100 degrees Fahrenheit
Lying down in my sick bed
Tenderly burning myself dry
So tired
tired of opening my eyes
just to see how you make up another lie
I'm in your infernal paradise
I don't really want your birthday cake
All those fake ones you ever made
They do taste like raspberry I will give you that
But I think you and I we know better than that
I don't really want your birthday cake
All those fake ones you ever made
They do taste like raspberry I will give you that
But I think you and I we know better than that
I leaves a hole, you know, that you go
Falling into sleepy hollow
what a ****, I am literally living in a show
We could've been Puerto Rico
or you prefer Rio
Is it where you always wanna go
It was a sincere intention
at a very toxic moment
When the acid rain was biting off my face
when the sky is grey
you looked at me and said
'Happy birthday baby.'
I don't really want your birthday cake
All those fake ones you ever made
They do taste like raspberry I will give you that
But I think you and I we know better than that