For the next 6 hours
I will be free
From these foul vowels
Of broken vows
Spewing out of my ever-gnawing mouth

For the next 6 hours
I won't be scared to live
I won't have to leave my bed
Somehow
I'll only leave
It to the morning me
The better one,
Who won't have fucked up everything,
Yet, that is,

In the next 6 hours
I will not hate myself like right now
I won't be dependant, too weak or too sad
Or too happy to be doing nothing
My day was great until I ruined it for me
Tommorow's gray but I'll find the colors
Somehow

Somehow, I'll get up
Before everything's gone
I love you,
Whoever will be my next song
That'll keep me from falling
Now, excause, I'm falling,
It takes some time out of your day
It's too late, I've been falling
for too long
Sorry,
I've been "that" for so long
I know "that" is getting boring