Young States

My skin is stretched over lonely bones
Can’t help but choke with your hands on my throat
It’s hard to make up for your moves when they are set in stone
I assumed you were on your way
Another new face for every passing day
You say it’s temporary but you can’t escape yourself from past mistakes
You’re a constant reminder of the sound
Replace tonight with better things, and make my better days
I’ve got this kind of hate that I can’t keep put away
And what’s the point of waiting when you got nothing to lose?
Tear out my eyes
Bleed alive
I’ve fallen out of light
You’re a constant reminder of the sound