32vm from Paper Skies by daniel profeta

Shit..

Give me a chance to come clean
I know you think you understand
But your pity is wasted on me
And it’s not as easy as it seems

You hate me for what I don’t got
And you love me for who I am not
32 voicemails without me you are doing just fine
You felt the need to repeat it four times

(Put me down
I want to see your face
As I claw my way
Out of this embrace)

Never let go of your dreams
Just quietly remain asleep
They’ll rob you in the night
As long as you leave on a guiding light

It’s something I never knew I needed
I never realized my life could be completed
Now I can’t imagine living without
And this thing has consumed me from the inside out

(Hold me down
I want to see your face
As I claw my way
Out of your embrace)

• Alternative
• bedroom
• experimental
• folkpunk
• indiefolk
• lofi
• Atlanta