Your Mind
Davide Sonar %26 Max B. Grant Lyrics

I'll run until I can no longer walk
And think about what you would say
I live my life in such a way
As to fill it with stories
To make you care
I plan reports on my prospective loves
To make it clear they're not enough
To let you know that if you would, I'd let you change your mind
I think about you all the time
I think about you all the time I think about you all the time
I've picked my poison
Now I let it slowly kill me
And the briefest glimpses of your life
Or of your face can fill me
With the sharpest taste of crimson
Something painful but addictive
You make me drown myself
Exacerbation of what's wrong
But it lets it out