New August letra

Morning is coming
Why can't you come straight to me?
Thought that this has been nothing
I have no memory

Other things I used to do
don't give what they gave before
Self medication
doesn't seem to improve my station, yeah

So tired, tired of my dreams
So tired, tired of my dreams
So tired, tired of my dreams
So tired... tired of my dreams

They keep me up...all night
all night, all night, all night
YEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

Obits - Letras

• Fake Kinkade
• Machines
• New August
• One Cross Apiece
• Pine On
• Run
• Shift Operator
• Two-headed Coin
• Widow Of My Dreams