Wither

Revive me so I can once again breathe.

I keep going to sleep restless, keep waking up alive but not without sacrifice.

I remember when you told me you couldn’t stay to watch me burn.

What does it feel like to leave someone you love?

Because I can’t seem to shut any door that leads back to you.

You could bleed out poison and I’d still keep coming back.

I remember when I was able to see my light.

Lit me up with fire in my chest.

Passion is a hell of a drug, one that I still can’t kick.

Supply is low and the demand is high.

You could wave goodbye and I’d still float to the clouds.

Heaven’s too far but we can pretend.

We can kiss the moon and find each other in the stars.

Reality continues to close in and I’m alone.

Home was never where my heart was, I could always care less.

I’ll settle for bleeding out on the cold floor.

Maybe when I wake it’ll all be different.

I’ll shiver in hopes that there comes a better time.

The summer is gone and I’m just skin and bones.

And I’m still burning, yeah, burning right down.

The summer is gone and I never got to bloom.

And I’m still burning, yeah, burning right down.