hit the pinnacle
roll my eyes again
pour another up
missed a miracle
pull her closer till my fantasy was up
fiendin’ on
cut it up
i guess i’m still feeding my demons
i guess i’m afraid of my feelings
2.19 on my own
and i know that my seretonins low
i keep praying that you show
and i know
that i’m always gonna be alone
it’s inevitable
close my eyes again
i ain’t gonna win
im so fucking cynical
another weeknd that i’m abel to corrupt
fiendin’ on
beam me up
i guess i’m still fighting my demons
i guess i’m afraid of my feelings
2.19 on my own
and i know that my seretonins low
i keep praying that you show
and i know
that i’m always gonna be alone
(and i’m always gonna be alone)
2.19 on my own
and i know that my seretonins low
i keep praying that you show
and i know
that i’m always gonna be alone
so long
so long
never want to be alone
so long