insecurities hauntin me again I just wanna feel alive again rinsin n rinsin my sins clouded and in drought pain piercin throughout nicotine fillin my lungs taste the sour in my mouth downin liquor no chaser ending the drought little drummer knockin n knockin my conscience out a balance tiny dancers in my head mockin its absence running circles leaving loose ends another day lose another friend ridin highs and family not a good blend craving acceptance leaves you offended all these empty promises never end can't sleep im wrestless desperate to contend afraid to be a no one hopin one day I can no longer pretend accepting my flaws and blossoming eyes leaking on my garden growin livin up my promises