1216 Lyrics

Just smoke to forget what I'm thinking

Won't leave I'm the ghost on your ceiling

1216 carve the numbers into my chest

I can hardly breath when I see you walking down those steps

My jeans but I like the way you dress

And I suppose

I'll miss you once you've left

I spent years here this place was my home

Then they kicked me to the curb and tell me you've gotta go

What the fuck am I supposed to do I'm all on my own

Need my friends with me but they split way to soon

My room is dead just like I feel inside

My room is dead just like I feel inside

My room is dead just like I feel inside

My room is dead just like I feel inside

My room is dead just like I feel inside

My room is dead just like I feed inside

Inside just like I feel inside

Just like I feel inside

Just like I feel inside