this horror - Haych

Baby, we- we- we could go

But we can’t get back all alone

Don’t you make-a me- me sad

On a lonely- lonely road

I’ve been feeling- feeling bad

But i’m not far- far- far from home

Won’t you take-a- take me back

So, we- we can be alone

I can’t heal your wounds

I can’t make you better

But we’re trapped in this horror

So what does it matter

I can’t fix your broken smile

Nothing makes it better

My bruises only get worse

And the light won’t go home

Twisted truths and flattened lies

There’s no way of knowing my

Way out of this place

They doubt, don’t even taste

Making my god damn day

Saying they have no way

While in demonic haze