4AM
Wishing I was dead
Something I do when I do when I forget
How I got here
Why and when did I want this
Lost along, line of symmetry
That kept me safe and in between
Dull and full emergency
Now I'm tearing at the seams
Now I'm tearing at the seams
Now I'm tearing at the...
The balance has been feeling off
And I just want a place to stop
So call the doctor
Call the cops
I was alright but now I'm not
I dreamed that I could talk to God
And I could still believe in love
Now what's the point of waking up?
It's time to go
Enough's enough
What if I wasn't anything
But vibrations through a string
Just a melody you'd sing to yourself
When you're alone and trying to fill the space
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