1 A.M.

Cracked up Jacked up
Smacked across my face
Pulled down
Put down
Kicked out of my place
Loneliness is just a frame of mind
Your voice it falls on deaf ears
and your class is on the vine

1 A.M. and I’m cold again
I’m alone again and I need a friend
Feelin’ down in the dirt again
Gettin’ burned again
Where the hell are you?
Bitin’ on my lip and scratching bleeding down me
screaming your name
Strippin’ down my skin you got me dreaming
‘bout the rods in your cage
look at all the lies inside your eye
Your tongue it cuts like razors
and your prohocies is alive

Chorus 2 times
Well I was just a breath away
when I was taken by the words
that you tried to say
That you’d stand by me
That you’d care for me
And in the end
you mother f u c k i n g lied to me

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