SOMETIMES I SLEEP ON THE FLOOR

CLS in the backseat
Seance full of ghosts
Line dance on a tight rope
And I been going through the most
Driving through the city side that I’ve never seen
And I’m passed out and I’m drunk
Melancholy is just a memory
I won’t die way too young
Now I was driving in the summer
Melodies and the drums in my head plagued my lover
Die straight for the memories and the melodies I wrote
Memories full of love, I won’t spend not anymore
It’s not a dream anymore
But everything feels lost in my head
Sometimes I sleep on the floor
Because I don’t wanna be alone in my bed
I can never buy back time
I can never dry my eyes
Been in here since last I cried
Death don’t let her say goodbye
The ground will never find my feet
Choking every time I speak
Smoke between the lines I read
No way you’re gonna find me