Nineteen, forever - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I've got some friends that I'd like to see

So tell me now why I should not leave

I’m sick and tired of this same disease

And every night I dream of sleep, to be asleep

It’s been some while, we don’t speak

Memories fade, they hide from me

Sometimes it hurts me that I can’t believe

In somewhere better where you might be, where you might bе

The days get numb, oh they gеt so cold

And nineteen years starts to feel too long

I ink my skin, for one more soul

A friendly dark, a whole new hole, a whole new low

I said I’d try, and I try my best

But I can’t fix what I’ve been left

I like my self as good as dead

I like my self as good as dead, not quite yet

Not quite yet

Not quite yet (Fuck)

Not quite yet