And I'm Up - A Place To Bury Strangers

Let them break you up, so I don’t see it

Reminds me of this nightmare that I had

I opened my mouth nothing to come out

My words are just pills that contoured the chills

As my glass overflows with that sadness that builds

These visions turned out real it makes me have to

Deal with the drama that I made in confliction that I feel

Either way the choice I choose is wrong

So I choose wrong, always choose wrong

No matter what I do, it ends up bad

I can do it bad, man, I feel bad

Sometimes I should realize

It’s better not to hold back on what I want to say

And now that I do realize

I won’t I ever hold back on what my head wants to say

But I’m terribly close to being glistened enclosed

My words and head confused so I run for the coast

I reach for the sky but to realize I have destroyed all my friends

And left everything behind

Either way I choose the choice is wrong

So I choose wrong, I’m always wrong

No matter what I do, it ends up bad

So I do it bad, man, I can feel bad

My head is so cursed and it needs to nursed

If there is hope of repair and the damage revered

I’m clutching now so bad that cannot be more sad

When I’ve seen what I’ve lost and know what I had had

But I’ve came to that now even if I need how

It’s more pain chest than my body will allow

Ten bottles of champagne could not heal all this pain

It all ends up being the same I watch it all float down the drain by my head