Intrusive Midnight // Self Aware

Im feelin so tired
Cigarette burns
The smoke dwindles
My heart kindles
Like the voices
Theyre tellin me
Im better off dead
(Once again)
This is a love story that you cry to in bed

My head it hurts
My chest it burns
The voices they keep on telling me
That im failing so very passively
At everything
That i do
But it was all- all just for you

Mid midnight again
I check my phone for signs that arent even there
And i know that im so grown
But im still not self
Self awareee

My head it hurts
My chest it burns
The voices they keep on telling me
That im failing so very passively
At everything
That i do
But it was all- all just for you

But im still not self
Self awareee
My head it hurts
My chest it burns
The voices they keep on telling me
That im failing so very passively
At everything
That i do
But it was all- all just for you