Pretty With The Lights Out - Do Not (not) Resuscitate

Dry those tears from your eyes
And bring me back to life
Incision here, a suture there
High voltage shock, a gasp of air
Toss and turn another night
Escape the dark run toward your light
And with the stench of dawn now on the rise
I hide in shadows
Sweet dreams are not made of this
Still the dream remains the same
Memories burned in my mind distort
Like broken glass in empty frames
No remorse for the things I've said or done
Call it a just in case
And if I die before I wake
Do not not resuscitate
You've brought me back a dozen times
So what's a baker's more?
Losing pieces of myself, but I'm just fine
No worse off than before
Call out your name through dead of night
Just say that everything's alright
And when you're here right by my side
I go where you won't follow
Sweet dreams are not made of this
Still the dream remains the same
Memories burned in my mind distort
Like broken glass in empty frames
No remorse for the things I've said or done
Call it a just in case
And if I die before I wake
Do not not resuscitate
Afraid to die but scared to live
Another fuck I just don't give
Out unlocked windows and through unchained doors
My scars will haunt your
Sweet dreams are not made of this
Still the dream remains the same
Memories burned in my mind distort
Like broken glass in empty frames
No remorse for the things I've said or done
Call it a just in case
And if I die before I wake
Do not not resuscitate

Written by:
Nate Laff

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