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• Artiste: Lackluster Life
• Titre: Dependence
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sometimes it feels like i'm wasting away in this life i've taken a hand full of pills but i'm still here and i don't know why i wish that i could say i'd like to think that it means i'll find my purpose someday and i've been cheated on i've been turned into dust i've been stomped so hard by deception and mistrust but i'm still alive and my heart is beating and i know that every love i've encountered is fleeting and every time i crack that seal the bottles opened and i feel that i've found a release like it is something that was specifically made for me i know it's not but i like to pretend i love the idea that i'm slowly putting my life to an end and i have dreams with people and situations i awake screaming some nights i wonder if it's from all the complications i'm finding comfort in being alone it's by far the most prominent feeling that i've ever known if i talk to just one stranger a day it's too much for me i'd rather stay away alone in my room with my music and cold i love it so much it never seems old but when a beaming light of a girl appears all that desolation turns into fear and i can't help but feel lost when i find someone that makes me completely lose my mind fearing loneliness i latch onto love but instead i should flee like a single white dove there's no way to replace my mistakes they continually happen and eventually replicate and i drink myself right into the ground when i've lost whatever treasure i think i have found so i try to bury these thoughts on paper but a stiff drink always seems safer