Closure

There's a time when I tend think about it more

All my mistakes I'm sorry it's just the way I stored

All those memories captured within my mind of course

Until those memories piss me off and I can't record

My fucking voice I think it's all just too much

Put all of my passion into my sound but it's a crutch

For never getting better and only getting more numb

So I can go type it out and put it into a song

I know it's wrong but

That's the way that it goes

Gripping on a bottle till the bottles what I know

Yeah girl you a princess but your crown is shattered gold