Sunburn

Tomorrow is borrowed from today

All the worries I tend to throw your way

I’m not trying to be so hard

These scars left on my heart are not your fault

Hitting bottom didn’t help my stubborn

Miss you like a past summer; the sunburn

No regrets is my motto

Flipping cards after I’m all in

My shards have done enough damage

Building bridges and ladders

Has never been my forte

Born in June south of hell, prefer flames

Take me back, try my best to change

A counterfeit bill at the bank

Impossible to break

Forward the only way I take

Looking back will get you killed

Can’t find the moment with all my will

Blinded by the way I’m feeling

Raging like a river in a hurricane

Pop a pill, drink and smoke it away

Face more like a mask, paint

Laughing; crying, feels the same

Thank the gods for insane

Brought me to this place to escape

Flouting on a cloud with Mary Jane

Tomorrow is borrowed from today

All the worries I tend to throw your way

I’m not trying to be so hard

These scars left on my heart are not your fault

Hitting bottom didn’t help my stubborn

Miss you like a past summer; the sunburn