Yeah, you don't know struggle
Yeah, you don't know sorrow
You don't know what it's like
To have to watch somebody die
So don't pretend to act like you know me
And pick apart a mind you don't understand
This book is long, descriptive and haunting
It's full of sentences you can't comprehend
Yeah, you don't know struggle
And you don't know sorrow
And you don't know what it's like
To watch somebody die
So don't pretend to act like you know me
And pick apart a mind you don't understand
The book is long, descriptive and haunting
And full of sentences you can't comprehend, comprehend, comprehend
So what's it like to have that comfort
To know you'll always be covered, to know someone will be there?
I've never had that comfort or the luxuries of being covered
So night after night after night after night after night after night
I'll be staying up late
I'll be fighting off the shakes
Puking out the window
Repressing things you can never know
I'll be staying up late
Fighting off the shakes
Puking out the window
Repressing things you can never know
Things you can never know
Things you can never know
Things you can never know
Things you can never know