night knuckles

welcome to midnight, screams when i open my eyes, premeditated isolation, and it still bites, welcome to real life, time doesn't matter and you're gonna die, drip drop it goes through the holes in your skull, in the night time they grow, in the night time they grow, leave if you're sure, when it comes to this you know better than you think, and don't tell me it's fine, don't tell me i'm wrong, because the faker the hope, the more painful the song, get it in your thick skull, of course it won't be easy, it's just the way it is deal with it i'm tired of whining, these are just things that i hammer into my skin, in the night when the sky looks like my, knuckles and my eyes