You don't know struggle
You don't know sorrow
You don't know what it's like
To have to watch somebody die

So don't pretend to act like you know me,
And pick apart a mind you don't understand
The book is long,
Descriptive and haunting
It's full of sentences you can't comprehend

You don't know struggle
You don't know sorrow
You don't know what it's like
To watch somebody die

So don't pretend to act like you know me,
And pick apart a mind you don't understand
The book is long,
Descriptive and haunting
It's full of sentences you can't comprehend

So what's it like to have that comfort
To know you'll always be covered,
And to know someone will be there?
I've never had that comfort
Or enjoyed the luxuries of being covered
So night after night, after night, after night, after night, after night,
I'll be staying up late
I'll be fighting off the shakes
And puking out the window,
Repressing things you can never know

I'll be staying up late
I'll be fighting off the shakes
And puking out the window,
Repressing things you can never know