Tysm - G16

I hold my breath and I count to ten I close my eyes, I can feel you bent around me Pierce right through like a ballpoint pen You leave your mark underneath my skin And I already know, your hands are getting cold When you hold me like a trophy you won, forgot, and sold Say you have to go, this is how it goes When it's not real, we pretend that this is what we want So I count to ten Real, I, real, night, at night Real, I, real, all around me Real, I, real, night, at night Real, I, real, all around Everything is bottled up inside me Tip me over like a glass on the edge Blooming like a rose inside, I'm dying Just waiting while I hold my breath And I count to ten Real, I, real, night, at night Real, I, real, all around me (And I count to ten) Real, I, real, night, at night Real, I, real, all around Real, I, real, night, at night Real, I, real, all around me Real, I, real, night, at night Real, I, real, all around I close my eyes and I count to nine Didn't make it all the way to ten this time Staring at a wall that's bare and white The sound of silence keeps me up at night Night, at night, night Night, night, night Night, at night, night Night, night, night Night, at night, night Night, night, night Night, at night, night Keeps me up at night Night, at night, night Night, night, night Night, at night, night Night, night, night Night, at night, night, night Night, night, night Night, at night, night, night Keeps me up at night