Dissociative Disorder

Basic
A cheap copy can
Make it
You couldn't pretend
Faking
Those tears and all those tones

I've been
So occupied and
Frightened
I don't know why I've
Started
To write this fucking song

3 AM I still don't know how I can be
Pretend
Those voices telling me to breath
I can't
Control my head when I'm alone

I need a good friend another guarantee
Strapping my thoughts cause I can act like just a fucking freak
No one can bring you back home

I feel like I just starved to death
Maybe I just need to
Waste another month you could guess
Baby I just need to rest

Wait a minute because I can't see your face
Never stood a chance to waste another ways
I can just be glad that friends had died in so much different ways

Winter always had that pile of empty graves
Pictures on my head of when you couldn't take
All those creatures than you ran away
All those creatures than you ran away again
You ran away again
You ran away

Waste another month you could guess
Baby I just need to rest

All those fears that I never had
Maybe I just need to
All the cuts that I leaved on my neck
Maybe I just need to
All the moments I had to regret
Maybe I just need to
All the faces I had to forget
Faces I had to forget