Giver (Aphelios' Song) Lyrics

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes

I still write for people

But I

I, I mean, I don't want to

I wanna write for me

All I think about

Is how no one

In this room wants to know me

They just want me for the things I give

Cause that's who I am

I'm a giver for the lonely

I grew numb to the noise

Slipping soundproof over

And my mind goes under, cause

I won't give them a choice

If I'm breaking back in

I gotta do it with my chest, cause

I need proof of my life

I could write a circle

Round the people

Stabbing at my back, but

I got grit, I got fight

I'm a bad, bad habit

Just waiting to explode, now

I'm so done with the lies

They spill from their mouths

Cause they want something

From me

I just wanted to try

They fly how I wished

I could fly, till my dreams died

All I think about

Is how no one

In this room wants to know me

They just want me for the things I give

Cause that's who I am

I'm a giver for the lonely

La, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la

La la, la la la, la

Giver for the lonely

Giver for the lonely

I'm giving to the lonely

La, la la la, la

I been breaking my bones

Just to satisfy an image

That another person wants from me

Picking up on the phone

When in context they would

Let it ring and leave me

In the cold to freeze

I just look for the good in the bad

It's a bad, bad habit

It'll knock me out the cycle when I

I get desperate to fill the bag

It's a rough, cold tendency

I'll let them see the worst in me

I'm so done with the lies

They spill from their mouths

Cause they want something

From me

I just wanted to try

They fly how I wished

I could fly, till my dreams died

All I think about

Is how no one

In this room wants to know me

They just want me for the things I give

Cause that's who I am

I'm a giver for the lonely

La, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la

La, la, la, la, la, la

La la, la la la, la

Giver for the lonely

Giver for the lonely

I'm giving to the lonely

La, la la la, la

Every day

Pouring out

Pieces of

Who I was

For the people

Who don't care

Who I am