Sick

Grey
Rivers of ash
Just like your heart
Flowing back

Hold
Hold onto something
Something you might
Never get back

Hold onto something
You’ll never get back

I’ll make you sick
Try not be fooled
I’m damaged goods
I’ll eat the good inside of you

There are fragments left
Of what I was
You loved the boy
You loved the man that’s since been lost

You know

Search in the mist
For opportunities missed
I think I’m feeling again
But it’s hard

I can’t pretend
That there’s a happy ending
But I think I’m feeling again
But it’s hard
It’s hard

You know