Delta. Oscar. Whiskey. November.

It’s what I’ve found myself when I’m down
When there’s no one to hold my head above ground.
When my pulse strounds out this empty town.
It’s what I tell myself when I’m down,
I’m all I need around.
It feels like I made it out stream again,
Fell back on heaven’s and hell’s bands
Should I just give up, should I just give in?
I’m the life, a fool of the unsatisfied,
But I see now just thorn clouds when I close my eyes.
I just can’t stand all the monsters in my head,
They tell me stay asleep, they tell me stay asleep.
A thousand times into the seeking,
Peel the skin till it bleeds,
Peel the skin till it bleeds.
From the top of this mountain I live on
My own due is all I’ve done wrong,
It plays over and over again in my head, in my head, in my head.
So I live with these monsters under my bed,
They tell me slay asleep, they tell me stay asleep.
I have to fight to keep my eyes open.
Peel the skin till it bleeds, peel the skin…