Guilt Fiction - Night Time, Long Distance

I've never been so scared of something I wanted so badly
All the voices telling me to do different things
The traffic in my head is screaming so loudly
Cutting through I'm
Hearing you
My ears are tuned
To your point of view
It was just noon
But I see the moon
It's getting late
I should get to bed
But your voice is great
Yeah you fill my head
And I'm feeling strange
Like it's about to end
Now the sun is up
I should get to bed
I should get to bed
I'll never get used to all these lights around me
I miss the days when all I knew were simple things
The traffic outside is starting to surround me
Cutting through I'm
Hearing you
My ears are tuned
To your point of view
Got me glued
In my empty room
The distance ain't so bad right now
Life resumes
Doom and gloom
Fixate on
Misspent youth
It was just noon
But I see the moon
It's getting late
Awake in my bed
I forget my place
And think of yours instead
It's getting strange
I guess it always is
Now the sun is up
I should get to bed
I should get to bed

Written by:
Logan Blackard

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