I never thought I could fall to such a phenomenal low
Eviscerated my edges I'd hit the throttle an go
I think the beast I been feeding is finally eating me
Swallowed hole
There was a time I had all of the proper numbers to call
I'd reach out and they'd be grabbing me before police got involved
But lately I been a stranger and all the pain is unstoppable
Every time I get all the pieces put back together they fall apart
And I've been going to meetings but they don't see what it's all about
You were the dead of night
That I was waiting for
You were the bread of life
I ate when I was poor
Now you're the city lights
That I'll be praying toward
Until the rains start to pour
Maybe I'll see you one night when I'm really looking my best
Back where I first saw you dancing in that familiar dress
But it don't matter to me what you want to wear and it never ever did
Somehow I knew it was bound to play out this way in the end
You never made me believe it dear no you'd never pretend
But I pretended so badly babe and I pretend you knew I did
Every time I get all the pieces put back together they fall apart
And I can't seem to find reasons I can't be near where my problems start
You were the dead of night
That I was waiting for
You were the bread of life
I ate when I was poor
Now you're the city lights
That I'll be praying towards
Until the rain starts to pour
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