Voicemails ft. VISTA FRANCISCO Lyrics

My phone bleeds through my eyes

Til I can't breathe, I'm paralyzed

These Demons dressed in black and white,

Wear a heavy soul

Shouldn't have let you go

Shouldn't have let you go

Shouldn't have let you go

Now baby don't get to worked up about this

Cuz Ive got too many voice mails on my phone

I've been stuck inside, having a rough time

Staring at the ceiling of my room

I feel doomed

I feel trapped

In fact,

I'm leaving soon

But my phone bleeds through my eyes

Til I can't breathe, I'm terrified

These brutes they dress in common style

And a heavy soul

Shouldn't have let you go

Shouldn't have let you go

Shouldn't have let you go

Since we were caught in a web of human lies,

I guess I Never I thought I wouldn't have to try

So here's one for the rest

And one for the guests

Keep one for the time

It'll keep me in line

Yeah, now we can rest

And Ive come to confess

That I hope for the best

Yeah I hope you can rest

Yeah I hope you can

But my phone bleeds through my eyes

When I can't see I've come to life,

The people dressed in blackened ties,

Wear a heavy soul

Needed to let you go

Needed to let you go

Needed to let you go