Cold sweat makes sense now
Taking note of the forecast in the room
The temperature dropped so soon
You wanted to watch me fold like an umbrella
Experience every drop followed by another
Left the house with more doubts in my head
I hear way too many sounds
Street is dark as were your remarks in my head
It's not safe to be alone or be apart
Guess this couldn't last
Wishes turned to ashes
Deconstructed by disillusions
Goodbye to my last ounce of resolution
Find corruption in solitude
Despite the matter or prelude
Started chewing on my cheeks again
I won't survive in the place
Hold on, let me get the sleep out of my eyes
Left the house with more doubts in my head
I hear way too many sounds
Street is dark as were your remarks in my head
It's not safe to be alone or be apart
The door was squeaking as it shut
Creaking like bones you never loved
Will I ever be able to do anything right for once?
Expecting a catastrophe to make the change I need
I might drink gasoline since self doubt is catching up to me
I could never be good enough
Hearing that I'm no good in any way for anyone
credits
from Sweet Dreams,
released December 31, 2018
written and recorded by Pure You
produced, mixed, and mastered by Greg Lindholm at the Warming House
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