***Trigger Warning***
Mental Health

Don’t worry, I’m still prescribed to the hilt
And the flower has started to wilt 
So there’s no danger that the season destroy
When a girl wants a boy
And fifty years just burn down
And I’m stuck in the same old town 
I’ve always been 
You burst the bubble like a dream
And I can’t get out 
So to hell with doubt
As she cloys up a candle
And tells me that I’m hard to handle
When she dobbed me in 
Like I should be punished for her sin
And she cries into my face
So much for the human race
If this is what we’re dealing with
And she’s high class and full of it
To make the midnight breed a dawn
But I’ll be happier when it’s all gone 
And not long now, I wait
For love to obliterate 
All that I’ve come to know
Your holding on lets me go
And there’s a place your chains don’t reach
It’s as though you came to teach
Me your blank sound
I’m out if you’re around