A half full cup of nothing.
An empty glass of something I will never see.
Never see again.
You made me feel confident in my own shoes,
A state of mind that I would forever lose.
You released me from the weight of this burden.
You made me feel so alive and now I'm dead.
And as I lay in bed every night
Your ghost sings me to sleep.
And as I'm falling asleep next to her, I still wish it was you.
I wish it was you.
And the truth is I'm so scared of what's coming next.
I fear the morning sun
and every single breath I take, every breath I take.
When will this end
I'm done
I'm done with this place
When will this end
I'm done
I'm done with the world.