Sober Me

Sober Me By LoLa The methods tried and never true; I’ll never have to wait for you The things I never really knew; I surely should have learned by now My lips connect with you tonight, the way they never fail to do But lately I’ve been losing you in hazy clouds; consume me now Cause baby I am very young; the way that no one really sees Addicted to the hopeless pain; The way they always seem to leave Flash me; jaded teenage dreams, and drift into my fallacies The trans and bees philosophies that hold me closely as I grieve You infiltrate just like a spy; to save me from this hollow place Disgrace aligns my war-torn face inside this house i made of cards So sit with me in history; wont wait for us to contemplate Dividing us; addiction rings; one thousand ways to kill a star The team we are in suffering; in every day the coming dawn The fire from the burning bridge; we leave behind in tragedy Fleeting dreams of poverty that never seem to last too long We’re criminals of stolen time; so hold me close; for all we see Im begging you to wait for me as razor blades take hold of me Im sober now with vivd dreams; these ruins full of finer things This disconnect; its just a dream; my waking state imagining So meet with me in fantasy; refurbished homes for tortured souls