the rain wont stop and my brain wont start ive been carrying on this way for a week while my thoughts they twist like the falling leaves strewn across the city streets they say the devil you know is better than the one you dont or so hed have you think but it all starts to look the same to me when i feel myself starting to sink cause then its goodnight to who i thought i was before yesterday things seemed so clear but theyre not anymore maybe its all my pride but i know time wont wait for me just so i can decide a siren sings its lonesome song holy as a hymnal hymn and the night it blows me out and it breathes me back in again and all the things ive done they pile on like so much that i dont understand but when push comes to shove i guess we all get through anyway that we can cause then its goodnight to who i thought i was before yesterday things seemed so clear but theyre not anymore maybe its all my pride but i know time wont wait for me just so i can decide but i know time wont wait for me just so i can decide
['acoustic pop']