GRIEVE

Snowing late at night, it's cold
Dinner time has come the food has mold
(I know)
Living kinda good this year
Even got a couple beers from home
(I know)
It's a matter of time 'til I don't survive the night
'Til I lose the fight
Time moves on and it gets colder, and I get older
Who has a shoulder to cry on?
Need to leave
I can't grieve
Heart on my sleeve
I believe
Exhale iced screams
Everybody had dreams
Once (once)
I wanna get a bodyguard
But I am not the only one
Who gets it hard (huh)
Who's scarred
Childhood robbery
Didn't win a lottery
Mama did me dirty
She was only thirty five
Third one goes under the knife
The knife
The knife
The knife
The knife
Need to leave
I can't grieve
Heart on my sleeve
I believe
Need to leave, need to leave, need to leave
On my sleeve, on my sleeve, on my sleeve
Need to leave
I can't grieve
Heart on my sleeve
I believe
Need to leave
I can't grieve
Heart on my sleeve
I believe