youth

I'm holding my head, i can't hold your hand
I already said i wasn't meant for this
Troubled by the emptiness & benzodiazepines
This is ******* atrophy, i feel it
I can't feel ****, bourbon on my rings
I'm collecting names, setting fire to my insides
Put that blade against my tongue, you know i *** * with death
I've been pulling powder in my lungs like i've got nothing left
Angel wings on me, i'm already dead
Halos buried with their hymns six feet from my *** **** head
And i was in the back during the set
Dressed in black, i didn't get your text
Maybe i left you on read (maybe you don't understand me)
I'm under stress, under slept, i feel the noose around my neck
I feel like i don't want to live, i feel like i've already bled out
Cut open, sun poisoned
Eyeliner, your rhetoric
A vision, mirages
I'm hollow, nothing at all
You're poured up, new haircut (already dead in the benz hit a hundred and five)
No feeling, young and in love (eighteen forever got blades out i'm ready to die)
Eyeliner, your parties (headlights in my eyes, the darkness eats me up inside)
Scar tissue, your skin on mine