UR GHOST GIVES ME GOOSEBUMPS
Lyrics
Messin up
Messin up
Messin up
Heartache
Heartache
Get down every night
Got music to make
Done with highs we in the lows
Depressive episodes
Music curb the pain
Music curb the pain
It’s the only thing I got left sometimes I swear to you
Sometimes it hurts like hell just how much I care for you
Been depressed my whole life, two arms to tear into
My heart is on my sleeve with a message: “please don’t tear in two”
Girl, you’re all I’ve wanted
Girl, since I was a kid
Girl, I don’t want the success
Girl, I just want a friend
Girl, I don’t think you understand
Girl, it’s not something you can get
Girl, don’t you get why I feel this way
Girl, the music’s the only thing left now
Every night lie in bed desperate
The loneliness gets to my head now
I’ll leave you to clean up the wreckage
When I get down I write new tunes
In the end they an SOS message
You fell in love with the bitterness
God I’m so glad that you left him
Left him
Heartache
Heartache
Get down every night
Got music to make
Done with highs we in the lows
Depressive episodes
Music curb the pain
Music curb the pain
Why can I not find God
I know He’s there, I know He’s there for me
I must be doing something wrong
If I still feel this way after everything
Can you please help me find my way
Find my way back where You comfort me
If I wanna make it back to you
I gotta trust that You’ll never stop loving me
Heartache
Heartache
Get down every night
Got music to make
Been depressed my whole life, two arms to tear into
My heart is on my sleeve with a message: “please don’t tear in two”
I’d do anything to be free
From the grip my mind has on me
God’s brought me far, He heard my plea
But I’m still writing music bout ending everything
Like, night rolls around
And I get depressed and put it to sound
Crying in the rain face to the ground
I make all this art so my soul doesn’t drown
Heartache
Heartache
Get down every night
Got music to make
Done with highs we in the lows
Depressive episodes
Music curb the pain
Music curb the pain
Story
This song is one of the more melancholic songs on the album, and it was written in a time of need. Night rolled around, I got depressed, and put it to sound. True story. The song starts with the chorus, and discusses my attempts at coping with emotional pain. Music, at the time, felt like one of the only things that could relieve my hurt at the time of writing this song. Fun fact, I wrote this song on Thanksgiving.