A Portrait Of

I've been feeling suicidal and if I need remind you It's not becoming of my heart and my brain I was thinking about how great it would be If I could make the tightness in my chest go away

It's been a while since I've seen God and I'm not trying to lead him on But he's always trying to fuck me to the tune of my favorite song

And they're playing the '59 sound in heaven While the angels were drinking up whiskey and cokes It's hard to freeze your anxieties When your best friends torching your coat, your coat

Drop that phone, drink a glass of water And call me when you get in your bed I've seen inside your head and I'm doing The surgery on the parts that still wish you were dead

'Cause I've lost too many friends so I'll say it again And again and again and again and again and again and again and again

I'm not trying to say it's easy but I'm trying to say it's fine I've still got your demons and they're not gonna be leaving any time

Any time soon Any time soon Any time soon Any time soon

I'm not trying to say it's easy but I'm trying to say it's fine