Sour (Midnight Hours)

Chorus All through the midnight hour Runnin from my fear shit I feel like a coward Kryptonite killedallof my superpowers Myanxiety builds I jump off thestress tower Reachin for the pills I take opiate showers Growin from my sins then I plant it in flowers Devil got me snortin lines of enchantment powder Life is a bitch and her lips taste sour   Verse 1 I find it fascinating that Im high off my own supply Buckle up its gon be a long ride Knuckle up these demons came to fight Run amok mok mok cause a ruckus Had enough nough nough screamin Fuck this Fuck this all life gets dirty time for the Lysol Makin crucial mistakеs yeah I know its my fault You hate to look at my face yеah I know its my fault You dont gotta tell me I know Im the cause Surgery is needed put away the gauze   Chorus All through the midnight hour Runnin from my fear shit I feel like a coward Kryptonite killed all of my superpowers My anxiety builds I jump off the stress tower Reachin for the pills I take opiate showers Growin from my sins then I plant it in flowers Devil got me snortin lines of enchantment powder Life is a bitch and her lips taste sour Verse 2 Sometimes life flies over my head Yeah its out of my hands Yeah hard to comprehend that Of all the money you still got Im callin it quits One out of the misery business cause I cant take it Things aint seem what they seem they think its easy to be me I never let them see me bleed I only let them see peace Things aint seem what they seem they think its easy to be me I never let them see me bleed nor see me in pieces Im getting used to openin up to people around me I know that theyre my family theyd do anything to help me But they still dont know everything that is going on inside me Even I dont know all the places my demons are hiding   Chorus All through the midnight hour Runnin from my fear shit I feel like a coward Kryptonite killed all of my superpowers My anxiety builds I jump off the stress tower Reachin for the pills I take opiate showers Growin from my sins then I plant it in flowers Devil got me snortin lines of enchantment powder Life is a bitch and her lips taste sour