Backrooms of my mind

Lonely another day Drowning please save me I am struggling in my own daydream I know I can't live much longer Hear the angels sing Tonight is the night I die https://t.me/backroomsofmymind

How did we get here When I used to know you so well? How did we get here? Well, I think I know The truth is hiding in your eyes And it's hanging on your tongue Just boiling in my blood But you think that I can't see What kind of man that you are If you're a man at all Well, I will figure this one out on my own.