i've been fine

I have too many fucking options

I'm lost, then I'm found, then I'm lost again

"This isn't like the last time," cut me off then

Lie in dread so often, bleed myself so often, lying dead so often

When I lie, is when I feel so alive

I love to lie, it's like I have no remorse for the things that I say, it's alright

When I die, let the pain bleed through my eyes

Something so deep, not like mine

Something so hidden I'm fine

I been fine though, regret and my rifle

I brеathe and my eyes closе