American Diary - Heart Attack Pact lyrics

Sleep in, call out, we go to cla** but not to pa**, wake up to make up lines that etch their words to every seam, you see the thing your missing is, I'm so strung out, I'm so god damn addicted, that I panic to get these words out Swing the mic around, you'll feel me in the crowd Oh my god let's make a point to tear this place down You can't help, we can't help, we can't help, but get caught up in this madhouse I've stayed up half a year to compose every breathe and every line, I'm just k**ing time to tell a story of sleeping rare nights, moonlit street fights, locked in my bedroom with prescriptions to musicians that no doctor recommends I'll die before I try to live a life that's the slightest bit different