I don't feel the same, something has to change.
You don't look the same, anymore.
I'm tearing up my fingers. I'm crawling through the floor.
I won't feel the same, once I've gone.
I'm gone.
Down down beats my pulse.
Walls now seem awful close.
Down down beats my pulse.
Lights out, dream, overdose.
Fell right of gravity. Fell right into shapes.
Down down beats my pulse.
I don't see your face. I'm skirting around the edge.
I don't think the same, anymore.
I'm tearing up my fingers. I'm crawling through the floor.
I won't feel the same, once I've gone.
I'm gone.
credits
from $3 Weekly,
released June 12, 2017
Writen and performed by: Trent Alex
Mastered by Jordan Dempster @ Headache Studios
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