So I keep throwing faith out the window
'Cause there's nothing for me here, but I wish though
Raise the ceiling we're to blame for the weird tone
We're the villains that parade in the disco
I keep itching all my veins and my wrists so
I seem different in my lane, but I'm just stoned
I can't tell if I'm okay, but I wish though
I been hanging onto grace 'cause I miss hope
'Cause I miss hope
'Cause I miss hope
I been hanging onto grace 'cause I miss hope
'Cause I miss hope
'Cause I miss hope
I been hanging onto grace 'cause I miss hope
I been sleeping through my feelings 'cause I'm healing
Can you feel it? I been failing
I been spilling all the secrets
When I'm chilling on the brink
It got me thinking we're the reason
But I'm dreaming, I'm the grievance
I'm the weakness
Psycho freaking, am I winning?
Is it spinning? I've been bending
I surrender, I'm suppressing to the bleakness
It's fulfilling when you're with me
I feel dizzy, but I'm busy
I can't handle when I'm running on your sweetness
Man, I can't seem to write my sorrow
Am I making up the words I'm hollow?
Don't you see that there's a chance, don't follow
I keep pushing all my plans to tomorrow
I been tossing in my bed, don't care
I regret no fair
It's the pain you borrow
I'm done running from the glare you stare
It's a dare, you there?
I've repaired my problems
Don't you wonder if we aired our plans
We could share our flares
And embrace the lotto
It's so funny that you care, how rare
I'm the dammed oh well
I'm prepared to fall though
Write my sorrow
Am I making up the words I'm hollow?
Don't you see that there's a chance, don't follow
I keep pushing all my plans to tomorrow
Man, I can't seem to write my sorrow
Am I making up the words I'm hollow?
Don't you see that there's a chance, don't follow
I keep pushing all my plans to tomorrow
So I keep throwing faith out the window
'Cause there's nothing for me here, but I wish though
Raise the ceiling we're to blame for the weird tone
We're the villains that parade in the disco
I keep itching all my veins and my wrists so
I seem different in my lane, but I'm just stoned
I can't tell if I'm okay, but I wish though
I been hanging onto grace 'cause I miss hope
I been tossing in my bed, don't care
I regret, no fair
It's the pain you borrow
I'm done running from the glare you stare
It's a dare, you there?
I've repaired my problems
Don't you wonder if we aired our plans
We could share our flares
And embrace the lotto
It's so funny that you care, how rare
I'm the dammed, oh well
I'm prepared to fall though
