Lyrics: Thomas Howard Cole
Music: Thomas Howard Cole
Waterfalls on my wrist while I lay back
Lost time I could never really get back
This world treats me like a reject
I feel like the pain was a concept
Waterfalls on my wrist while I lay back
Lost time I could never really get back
She treats my body like an object
Pain cuts on my wrist, my eyes roll back
In a cage, I could never get my soul back
Voicemail, I wish that you would text back
There's a gun to my head, bout to let loose
Say I'm crazy, I say I've got a screw loose
Pressure on my throat like a tied noose
Life or death I don't know what I'd chose
My ex gave me hope like it's fake news
Anxious I can't tell you that it feels new
Hide my feelings, so I'll never ****ing tell you
Angel boy, you don't know what I've been through
My smiles like glass, babe I'm see through
Got this blade on my wrist, imma rest soon
Waterfalls on my wrist while I lay back
Lost time I could never really get back
This world treats me like a reject
I feel like the pain was a concept
Waterfalls on my wrist while I lay back
Lost time I could never really get back
She treats my body like an object
Pain cuts on my wrist, my eyes roll back
Broken dreams, never sleep
I feel weak, never eat
Trapped in hell, set me free
Angels end this suffering