Lyrics
You shouldn't put this on yourself
Seek answers for your midnight cries for help
The facade
They applaud
Is tiring
All roads will end
Dismayed sigh
Held up high
The bottle
Your only friend
You shouldn't put this on yourself
Seek answers for your midnight cries for help
Solitary
Not divine
It's the reason you're not feeling fine
Oh no
Maturation
Of the core
Drowning in riches but you're looking poor
Oh no
Isolating yourself from ones who just wanted to be around
You've put yourself on the ground
Stop torturing the ones who'd take a bullet to erase just one frown
True blessings always abound.
You shouldn't put this on yourself
Seek answers for your midnight cries for help
Rely too much on money social status and fame
If your feeling kinda shifty you only have yourself to blame
1 2 3 4 give me a shout
When your own words come out of your mouth
Solitary
Not divine
It's the reason you're not feeling fine
Oh no
Maturation
Of the core
Drowning in riches but you're looking poor
Oh no