This has been my grand design
killing myself for some peace of mind
I need to know, am I where I should be?
Sometimes, I don't feel you with me
So, I'll try once again
to keep my head above water when I can't fucking swim
There's a pain I can't seem to let go
there's no peace in my heart
no place I call home.
I was a quiet ghost in a quiet room
you were the rose that was watered
but forgot to bloom
The thing about dead friends is they never leave
when the living never fucking stay
every time I open up
they walk away
I've got a family of phantoms
I'm building homes out of headstones
it's all too much to handle
Just let me die in peace
There's no hope for my American dream
All I want to do is die in peace
I've got a family of phantoms
building homes out of headstones
it's all too much to handle