Letras:Touche Amore. Other. Honest Sleep.

Sun down Sun up
I speak in sarcasm to relate to all the things I appreciate
I lie in rhythm to open doors I follow suit and just want more
My reputation is the same its been and I don't care what happens
I read the book so I know the end
I've probably said too much
But I've never felt more accomplished
I'm losing sleep
I'm losing friends
I've got a love hate love
With the city I'm in
I'll count the hours
Having just one wish
If I'm doing fine
There's no point to this.