Filanthropy - NIGHTTIME

Every day
I lay awake
I hug my pillowcase
And pray for better days
Hope they're coming soon
Cause i think that i've had enough
Said i lay awake
I hug my pillowcase
And pray for better days
This dread inside
Caused a lot of death inside
Dreams had fallen
Tears kept flowing
I kept wishing
For these
Nightmares to stop keeping me awake
Tears from blurring out my vision
All the hate that keeps me quiet
Thought relentless, of me dying
This is tiring
I'll quit the whining
Stay in silence
Watch another storm just spend the night
All through the mourn i lay and mourn
The shit i've seen and sadly said out loud
To friends and foes completely turns my head right on a swivel
I did not think i would be in this place
When i was 6, thanking god for his endless grace
I truly feel i don't deserve
The love he gives upon my home
I damaged every thing i've been apart of sadly true
But i keep on and don't look back cause the past just haunts my head
Like every night
I lay awake
I hug my pillow case
And pray for better days
I hope they're coming soon
Cause i think that i have had enough
Cause i think that i've had enough
I wish that car rides never ended
Wish we didn't have to stop for air
When feeling these connections
Wish i didn't have to say goodbye
And have to leave you there
I wish there was something i could say
To help you stop the pain you feel
But i am going through it too
Holding up a ladder for you that i need to also climb
Holding out a hand for you
Whole losing grip of mine
When i write these songs
I don't want validation
I don't want you all to hear and go asking if i been okay
I don't want you to feel sorry for me
Not what i intend
I just want a different way of looking at things to come apparent
Everyone doesn't seem to see
Everyone else going through the same old things
Everybody wants to help
But only when a camera is there to take a picture of it
Sickening
The world we live in
How did we just get to this point
All around us
Evil people
Greedy ones
Always asking for some more
Never satisfied with what we have
Life seems to be a bore
Unless we get a big advance
A black four door
Or plane in which we soar
I say these things
Like i'm not at fault
Which is not the truth
I'm a mess myself
Mostly aimed at me
Criticism on the beat
Trynna be set free
From the bonds that i face
Weighing down on my neck
Pull me down to my knees
I've been praying so much
Hoping that i follow suit
With the things that i've been talking bout
Cause if not, then i'm a fool
Peace of mind will follow
In due time
But for the moment
I will lie inside my bedroom
Holding onto pillowcase
Writing sad songs till the morning comes
Until the mourning stops
Till the night falls off my shoulders
And just brightest up my path
Yeah
Till the night falls off my shoulder
And just brightest up my path

Written by:
Jonathan Ustinenkov

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