Letters To A Dead Friend - The Plot in You

Some nights I lay awake and think of ones who’d passed away

What they’d be like and how they’d act if they were here today

I get choked up thinkin' of things we used to say and do

We probably fucked each other’s lives but now we’re makin' do

It’s so sad, it’s so sad, the way they look at me

Like I’ve got, like I’ve got, answers to anything

You know me, you know me, I’ve got a lot to say

But it’s in vain, it’s insane and you won’t feel the same

(Are you listening to me? I hope you can feel

You’r in my dreams, they’re feeling so ral)

Are you listening to me?

I hope you found peace

'Cause I’d give anything to trade in your place

You suffered alone, it’s like the distance had grown

I was so wrapped up in me, felt like you just let me go

I had no conscience with you, I’d take a life just to prove

Your trust is safe in my hands, and we got nothing to lose

I got some closure before, but now I’m scratching the scars

If you can hear this, I hate the way you ripped us apart

But I failed you, I know

You were frail too, so low

I could fight it enough

At least I had ones to love

Get right with it man, get right

Get right with it man, get right

Get right with it man, get right

Get right with it man, get right

(I see the room is spinning now

I choke on my own hypocrisy)

I was never clean

I wear a face that belongs on another man’s body

Every day I’m alive

I feel replaced, rearranged, and the visions always haunt me

(I don’t wanna be alive

I don’t wanna face the things that I’ve done wrong)

I don’t wanna be alive

I don’t wanna face the things that I’ve done wrong

Did wrong, or did right

It should be me in the ground a thousand fucking times

And my voice, how I’m heard

When you were triple the man and now you fill the dirt

Take me, take me now

Take me from this place