Lucid dreaming, I lost my mind again
I guess that happens when you always lose a friend
Poor decisions I think I fucked up my life again
It’s Hard to find a love thats real and not pretend
Swimming in my doubts while I go and make amends
The Skeleton in my closet he wants my head
Sometimes I feel like that I am better dead
My heart is so shot I swear that it’s made of lead

And I’m so far away,
it seems like it was yesterday
That colorful kids world has turned to gray
That colorful kid now takes xans to numb the pain
He has to find a way
To try and get away
Memory’s haunt him everyday
Memory’s haunt him everyday


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