Plastic Bag

I overthink and have trouble sleeping All purpose gone and don’t have a reason There’s no doctor to stop this bleeding So I left home and jumped in the deep end Took a job for dad, I think just to please him So when I quit I just kept it secret And I had friends but no longer see them It’s just me and now all my daemons Are heavy weighing on my heart I guess I’m done already, all but given up Burning days til the week ends And starts, I just pretend I’m not where I am Should I cancel my plans? Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light, the lifeline of a promise in a shot glass And I’ll take that if you’re giving out love from a plastic bag My friend died it’s been years still grieving And I thought time would be somehow healing When love finds me I’m too numb to feel it Why the fuck am I here still breathing? I would pray but I don’t believe it Woe is me but I don’t care either Life is not the way that it seems but Maybe this will all be a dream And I’ll stay steady, balance on the rope I guess that I’m not ready to rely on the hope I’m burning days til the week ends And starts, I just pretend I'm not where I am Should I cancel my plans? Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light, the lifeline of a promise in a shot glass And I’ll take that if you’re giving out love from a plastic bag I’m a wreck head Take me to the other side Don’t look in my eyes It’s almost morning I’m still not leaving It’s wearing off but I still can feel it Another one and I’ll touch the ceiling This is all I want to be Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light, the lifeline of a promise in a shot glass And I’ll take that if you’re giving out love from a plastic bag Saturday night is giving me a reason to rely on the strobe light, the lifeline of a promise in a shot glass And I’ll take that if you’re giving out love from a plastic bag