Cold Sweat - Blood Youth

How am I supposed to think in a house

When my family is always crying

Nothing worse than just getting by

The drought of debt it leaves us dry

Please know we’re doing our

Very best

I’ve been dragging us through the rest

But it’s still not good enough for you

You left me here now I feel like

I’m the only one without room the breathe

One day it will make sense

But right now it’s hard to see

What’s left of myself

No truth in your memory

I need this time to make you see

This lifes not what it seems to be

You talk behind closed doors

About everything you’re going through

How the hell was I supposed to know

What the fuck is wrong with you?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

You think you know uncomfortable?

I can write you 100 books

Face down on the hardwood floor

It’s an image that still comes back for more

With my bare hands I brought us nothing at all

I tried so hard to be the one not to call

You left me here now I feel like

I’m the only one without room the breathe

One day it will make sense

But right now it’s hard to see

What’s left of myself

No truth in your memory

I need this time to make you see

This lifes not what it seems to be

How the hell was I supposed to know

What the fuck is wrong with you