Call ground control
What goes up must come down
You’re my black hole
What goes in won’t come out
I’ve lost control
What goes up must come down
You’re my black hole
What goes in won’t come out
You steal my thunder
I always pay the price
I’ll be back in black and trade for you my life
You pull me under
Drown me in those poison eyes
One more panic attack and you’ll be my demise
I’m a slave to you
You’re always on my mind
I often wonder how you trick me with those alibis
All I wanted was a taste of freedom
All you want is just to drag me down
Cold bars chain my body to the night
So I bury it, bury it underground
Try to channel your high spirits
but I bottle it every single time
Stop telling me, telling me I’m alright
I’m a ticking bomb, you’re the catalyst
All my patient friends they’ve had enough of it
I guess I’m better off without your forgiveness
Said I’m done with you, yet here we are again
I bring fifty but only get back ten
We’re getting closer to our ever-nearing end
Oh Josephine… You’ll be the death of me
Held you in my arms to try and drown the sorrow
An anchor laced with rust was dragging me down so low
For every moment lost inside your bitter end,
is every second guess at when should’ve been when
I nearly lost it over you
I almost tore myself in two
There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do
I’d bury it, bury it, bury it, bury it,
I’d bury it all for you
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