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I am concrete on top of my bed 
My head wrapped in cotton, my blood boiling red 
I am caught up on something he said 
My conscious is screaming through impending dread 
Sayin

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Can you see it clearly?
Can you see it clearly?

I can’t take my eyes off of the screen 
As I type and erase ugly things I don’t mean 
God, I wanted so bad to believe 
This time would be different 
Blindfolded by bullshit 

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This Anger, burning inside 
Lights up all of the times 
I excused the red flags 
But I’ve opened my eyes 
and I see fine

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Falling backwards through all my mistakes 
All the doubts he put out with a hollow embrace 
All the promises he’d only say 
I held on in vain adding fuel to the pain and the

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Anger, burning inside 
Lights up all of the times 
I excused the red flags 
But I’ve opened my eyes 
and I see fine