The Garden State
Has never looked so pitiful and gray
As I awake to the garbage left today
I hope they take all of my old mistakes
Cause I can't seem to shake them on my own
My head it spins
When I look at the mirror and spit at the man I see
With anchors for his eyes
I build my castles up in the skies
So when it rains, they melt away with shame
Here I am
Looking down at the bottom of the glass
Is this all my fault that
I need a sign, like shooting stars
To help connect the dots
And turn my cuts into scars
All of my fears
Are getting checked by the medicine I take
All of the guards are scared there's rumors of dissent
There will be a riot in my heart soon
It wants to be beneath the open sky
Here I am
Looking down at the bottom of the glass
Is this all my fault that
I need a sign, like shooting stars
To help connect the dots
And turn my cuts into scars
My regrets are what keep me still alive,
I need to make up for the lies
My regrets are what keep me still alive,
I need to make up for the lies
Here I am
Looking down at the bottom of the glass
Is this all my fault that
I need a sign, like shooting stars
To help connect the dots
And turn my cuts into scars
Here I am
Looking down at the bottom of the glass
Is this all my fault that
I need a sign, like shooting stars
To help connect the dots
And turn my cuts into scars
My regrets are what keep me still alive,
I need to make up for the lies
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