Red cups everywhere Kerosene lights I can hear my steps echo Leftover lines
And its all in a silly attempt to be someone different Someone different Someone who ain't me
And it's days like this that I find you on my mind And it's clear that I really did fuck things up this time Cause right now your wrapped up in another mans arms who doesn't hold his love for ransom And I'm right here Alone in a mansion
Uh, acid in my blood flow I feel like I'm dead Razor blade thought forms (?) In thĐ” sandpaper bed
And its all in a silly attempt to makĐ” someone listen Someone listen To little old me
And its days like this that I find you on my mind (on my mind) And its clear that I really did fuck things up this time (up this time) Cause right now your wrapped up in another mans arms who doesn't hold his love for ransom And I'm right here Alone in a mansion Yeah, I'm right here Alone in a mansion
Oh, woah You tell me You tell me what am I supposed to do Oh, woah You tell me You tell me
And its days like this that I find you on my mind And its clear that i really did fuck things up this time Cause right now your wrapped up in another mans arms who doesn't hold his love for ransom And I'm right here Alone in a mansion Yeah, its days like this that I find you on my mind And its clear that I really did fuck things up this time Cause right now your wrapped up in another mans arms who doesn't hold his love for ransom And i'm right here Alone in a mansion
(sobbing) To whom it may concern Right before the sky gets too tired to hold up the stars Right before virtual reality becomes too real Right before we smoke ourselves out and the oceans turn black Right before it all goes to shit There will be a brief moment Where the world will remember my name Mike Posner Commencing Operation: Wake Up
(Gunshot)
Compositores: Michael Robert Henrion Posner, Nate Harold, Kevin Rice, Ben Darwish, James Folsom, Jacob Scensney ECAD: Obra #29612821