Listen to EMPTY T®AP (feat. Driveways & Calebjustcaleb) by Aim High

EMPTY T®AP (feat. Driveways & Calebjustcaleb)

Aim High

Punk

3 Shazams

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William CALEB BROWN
William CALEB BROWN
Songwriter
Patrick Finnegan
Patrick Finnegan
Songwriter

Lyrics

Calebjustcaleb Yeah, yeah, yeah Lately i can't even sit straight My eyes as dilated as can be This person in the mirror isn't me How can I tell you All the things that make me go insane While your egos standing in the way All the smoke green as a gecko I hear your voice echo To static, no shock though Visions in my head are total mayhem I don't wanna face 'em So I push 'em down and let 'em fade You just want to be viral At least take the high road Admit that you don't care We're beginning to spiral Way outta bounds In my dreams just like "whoa there" I'm at peace in denial But grief isn't idle it hits out of nowhere Didn't think you would go there Betrayed and invaded; inflated yourself Now look back in regret As you slowly descend The water's surrounding me now It's dark at the bottom I can't find a way out I hold my breath but it's meaningless Counting 'em down Every second's an hour I savor the sound Of sirens above Feels like I'm cursed inside I'll never find the words to burn these ties I blurred these lines between Real life and paranormal Paranoid of each shadow on the ground Realized as the windows caved in I kept my faith The doubts in which I drowned The doubts in which I drowned The doubts in which I drowned I'm cursed inside I'll never find the words to burn these ties I blurred these lines between Real life and paranormal Paranoid of each shadow on the ground Realized as the windows caved in I kept my faith I only leave the house at midnight Walk a couple miles down the road The cemetery lights emit a glow That doesn't fit right The summer air's unnaturally cold I swore I saw the shadow of a ghost Visions in my head are total mayhem I don't want to see 'em So I push 'em down and let 'em fade I pull up at the door, 7:00 am, Tylenol PM So I'm sleeping silent through the day Then repeat the cycle At least take the high road Admit that you don't care I'm at peace in denial But grief isn't idle It hits out of nowhere I wake up at 11:00, on a mission Try to put an end to this condition Voices in my head won't even listen High beams on the river seem to glisten As they crash through the guard rails and slowly descend The water's surrounding me now It's dark at the bottom I can't find a way out I hold my breath but it's meaningless Counting 'em down Every second's, an hour I savor the sound Of sirens above Feels like I'm cursed inside I'll never find the words to burn these ties I blurred these lines between Real life and paranormal Paranoid of each shadow on the ground Realized as the windows caved in I kept my faith The doubts- Feels like I'm- The doubts in which I drowned The doubts in which I I'm cursed inside I'll never find the words to burn these ties I blurred these lines between Real life and paranormal Paranoid of each shadow on the ground Realized as the windows caved in I kept my faith Dayum, son, where did you find this?
Writer(s): Patrick Finnegan, William Caleb Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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