Baby doll I'm falling apart A couple addictions And a few I might start this year Oh, it ain't looking too clear I got some voices Foolin' around in my head And they gotta map With all the roads to my death But don't fear Says I gotta couple of years It's pessimistic I know it don't help But I got all these tiny demons I've been trying to kill A mountain of bones I've stacked on my shelf Just stop the screaming Let me go down to hell For all that I've done And when I fall through I'll leave my glasses behind Cus all the reds and the blues Look better through blurry eyes It's something I feel I deserve I'll tell you all how it burns Just don't let go of my words In place of holding my hand And when I fall through I'll leave my glasses behind Cus all the reds and the blues Look better through blurry eyes I don't know If everything around me is real Or not And I think it's getting to me Is it too much to ask For more than a guess? I would've guess not