Tell me why I take these drives
it doesn't help to clear whats on my mind
I've been patiently waiting in parking lots with nothing but my thoughts
and my face in my hands. Trying to hold up my head in this smoked out room. i'll rot if there's no one here to pick me off the floor.
And I just keep faking smiles
We'll only be here for a little while longer
And to think I trusted thieves
how stupid could I be to trust me
I can believe i let you enter this room
where i have surrounded my self with all the things I love.
released July 2, 2015
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