Most nights, stuck on the ceiling
Strung out, can't shake the feeling
Like I'm looking through nylon
Hope's thin, despair runs thick like blood
Shit script, tired of being typecast
Old lines, who would even write that
Cruel world, recycling each timeline
Past-ridden future in my palms
I travel in spirals
Shuffling the same deck of cards
Digging the same grave till my eyes close
Hope's thin, despair runs thick like blood
I can't escape
Most days stuck behind glass walls
Wish I could talk with my mouth closed
Gave up, wishing they'd like me
Tough luck, fail again next year
You watch and think that you know me
Shit talk, why don't you blow me
So sick of walking a fine line
Can't cry cause I did this last year
I travel in spirals
Hope's thin, despair runs thick like blood
Digging the same grave till my eyes close
Hope's thin, despair runs thick like blood
Most times, stuck on the outside
High-rise, stacking up hang time
I wish I could feel peace, but
If I haven't yet, I never will
I want to feel without feeling
Lights out, my skin starts to peel, I
Still bleed, fresh like a virgin
If I could change, hope I never know
I travel in spirals
Shuffling the same deck of cards
Digging the same grave till my eyes close
Hope's thin, despair runs thick like blood
I can't escape
Always the villain or the clown
Think life could switch some things around but
Hope thins, despair runs thick like blood
Hope's thin, despair runs thick like
Think I could copyright shame, seems
F*cking up is timeless, I won't age
Hope thins, despair runs in my blood
Hope's thin, despair runs in my