How many songs can I write about being sad
This empty feeling this endless drag
Falling back into the bad
How long can I go before it all gets too old
My exorcism my treasured release
The bleeding of my soul
Scared of getting redundant
Scared of sounding the same
How many more songs can I write to soothe the pain
But nothing ever changes
It always stays the same
Get god to come and take me home to bask in the shame
How many songs can I write about being sad
This empty feeling this endless drag
Falling back into the bad
How long can I go before it all gets too old
My exorcism my treasured release
The bleeding of my soul
And I just want to be heard
Cause this is the only thing that makes it all feel worth
I get what I deserve
And I pray it's what I want but I can only hope
I can only hope
I can only hope
I can only hope