To: My Old Self-Real Friends
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To: My Old Self - Real Friends

I spend my nights thinking the worst

And telling myself

That everything's going to work out

I keep kicking myself in the mouth

Opening up every cut

That should be a scar by now

I need the hope

I always tell my friends about

I need the hope

I always tell my friends about

I sleep with the TV on

It covers up my feelings about the past

Here I am lying awake thinking about

How things used to be

I'm sick and tired

I'm sick and tired of being

At the same old place in my head

Give me peace of mind

I always backtrack to my old self

When I'm holding on to despair

And cracks in my life

I'm holding on when I need to let go

I sleep with the TV on

It covers up my feelings about the past

Here I am lying awake thinking about

How things used to be

Doubt is the soil that fear grows in

I'm dirty from head to toe

Doubt is the soil that fear grows in

I'm dirty from head to toe

Doubt is the story that fear grows in

I'm dirty from head to toe

I'm dirty from head to toe

I'm dirty from head to toe

I'm dirty from head to toe

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