Echoism Lyrics

Buying time but what's the cost

Search for peace like what could cause

Some relief my mind it rots

Heal my wounds inside with gauze

Bide my time I watch the clock

I'm hurting differently like claws

Are digging deep inside my chest I just need rest

My mind is fucked

My favorite words are "I care"

I walk around in public fucked up wrist can't help but stare

My head feels off like they say "good" and I say "where"

Can't seem to share

"Be honest about how you feel James"

Never heard of that

I'm just hurting bad

I'm just searching for some fucking purpose, mad

My is peace never fucking coming back

I'm running laps

It endlessly seems to be nothing more

I'm numb I try to love you back

I truly do

But I worry you won't feel it as my vision cuts to black

My vision cuts to black

Nothing mattered in the first place

There's no meaning please just burn, your, grace.

Nothing mattered in the first place

Bladed limbs I might just earn my grave

I might just earn my fucking grave, uh