Funny how I get defensive
From all the accusations of my self-hated actions
Yeah I'm getting high but it's not for the attention
I'm just trying to spark a toast to my dissatisfactions
Heard that xanny is for cowards but I am a downer
And now I'm coming down like rain, suicide showers
Guess I'm color-deaf when it turns into night hours
That's when my true colors come on out and start to get louder
Last week I met a girl I saw though her lies
She said she wants to die but she will never take her life
C'mon now, I can see your glowing strife
Yeah I told you I can see the pain going on inside your mind
And I don't care if you're evil
I understand it makes you delicate and feeble
If I was you then yeah I guess I'd hate it too
So for now you'll have to die inside the place where your heart never grew
You like the noise I don't believe that
'Cause when she screams it seems like you can't take the feedback
And I can't tell the time you'll sleep at
'Cause you go mute when I guess how long all your sheep last
Live life like a game
Those demons rest at home when you're away
Isn't that a shame?
Those demons swore your peace when you're okay
Hush baby don't you cry
Hush darling you'll be fine
Cross your heart and hop to die, I'll be right by your side
Funny how I get defensive
From all the accusations of my self-hated actions
Yeah I'm getting high but it's not for the attention
I'm just trying to spark a toast to my dissatisfactions
Heard that xanny is for cowards but I am a downer
And now I'm coming down like rain, suicide showers
Guess I'm color-deaf when it turns into night hours
That's when my true colors come on out and start to get louder
Hell is nothing like the rumors ever told
It is far from hot and that's 'cause we're all cold
But don't get it wrong, she's smoking like a dove
That black magic's strong, I got hooked off one dose
Funny how I get defensive
From all the accusations of my self-hated actions
Yeah I'm getting high but it's not for the attention
I'm just trying to spark a toast to my dissatisfactions
Heard that xanny is for cowards but I am a downer
And now I'm coming down like rain, suicide showers
Guess I'm color-deaf when it turns into night hours
That's when my true colors come on out and start to get louder