Whispers

Hey

It's the thing in your thighs

When you're lonely at night

Scroll through your phone getting high off the light

Numb in your chest when you close the blinds

Reposing time and you tell yourself you're fine

But you sabotage the things you love the most

Camouflage so you can feed the lie that you're composed

This is the voice in your head that says

You do not want this

This is the ache that says

You do not want him

This is the glimmer of light that you're keeping alive

When you tell yourself that I could ** him

Why do you need love so badly

That it's because of her daddy

Bet she was brutal and baddy

Bet that she'll never be happy

I bet that you're right and I'll show you in time

But I sabotage the things I love the most

Camouflage so I can feed the lie that I'm composed

I've got a monster inside me

That these personality types

She is constantly changing her mind on the daily

Think that she hates me I'm feeling it lately

Might have to ** her

And treat her to seventy capsules

Or fly to a castle

So at least we could say that we died

Being traveled cultured and flattered

And then I could trap her but what does it matter

You do not want this

This is the voice in her head that says

You do not want him

This is that space in your

Bed that says

Bed I could ** him

Isn't it lonely

These are the standards to which you could hold me

Think that you know me

You think that you could if you hold me

Think you could try to console me

But I do not know me

No I do not know me

Cause I cause I

Sabotage the things I love the most

Camouflage so I can feed the lie that I'm composed

You do not want this

Sabotage the things I love the most

You do not want this

Camouflage so I can feed the lie that I'm composed

You do not want this

You do not want this