𝑨dam
September 1, 2026 at 12:24:00 AM
I miss that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening
So I ask, am I just dreaming?
I love you so much that it's dripping
Dripping from my arms and such
I'm sorry, I know I'm too much
To love, to trust, I'm nothing, but
I miss that kind of misery
The kind where you are nice to me
But only in the evening
So I ask, am I just dreaming?
You are what I could believe in since I have nobody else
I keep screaming, I keep breathing, it's the living I can't help
It's the misery 'cause you can tell me how much that you care
And I know it's true, but yet you need to get me out your hair
Is what we have special? What's that mean?
Why can't you choose me, is it greed?
This isn't lust, no fairy dust, it's blunt, it's what you see
Misery in knowing I love you and had to leave
The misery that I can't shake, the misery I bleed