Allora from Dead Reflections by Homesick

I've got sin in my head, I've got sin in my chest
I've got sin in my veins, I've got sin in my brain
God save a sinner's mind

I guess there's no room in the back of your brain for a burnout
For your best friends, for his birthday

Hold me close, don't let me go
You were the sunrise outside my window

You've got sin in your veins, you've got sin in your brain
You've got sin in your head, you've got sin in your chest
God save a sinner's heart

I tried rinsing my lips with every other girl's spit
Because I was tired of tasting like you, abused
My body is a wasteland

Cigarettes help me forget all the problems with my head
Cigarettes help me forget all the things that make me wish I were dead
Cigarettes and smelly clothes are okay with all my friends
But is this where I thought I'd be one year ago?
Blacking out, throwing up, and sleeping all day
Four walls, whatever you call these nights filled with smoke
All I wanted was love, but all I got was lust
That left me broken, and now I'm throwing my first through the wall
I'm just a body breathing in your bed, spending the night inside of my own head
Loneliness was the ghost in my apartment, and you were right there beside it
My friends were beside me to fight it

I won't let these ghosts haunt me

• Rock
• emo
• indiecore
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• spoken word
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