Collapse from Envelop/Erase by Ed Poole

I missed the boat and now it’s too late to swim out
It’s way too rough in the water
I’d talk to you but I might choke
So could you talk to me, instead?
I’d do my best to try and stay afloat
It’s the least I could do

They saiid they found you drunk in your bedroom
Hay said that you were calling my name
I tried to sing but my lungs were empty
Collapsing from the inside, again

I faced the vote and now it’s too late to start to get cold feet or second thoughts
The motion stands
And all it needs is a little honesty or inward reflectivity
To fill that heart-shaped cavity that’s growing in your chest

They said they found you drunk in your bedroom
Trembling and soaked to the skin
I tried to sing but my lungs were empty
Collapsing from the inside, again

You’re old enough to give up on your childish fears and selfish dreams
It doesn’t matter what you believe, you had still better pray
That someone else is gonna have to pay

It seems we’re sick
But not quite sick enough to warrant your professional help
For what it’s worth, I’ve always been this way
And now it does not matter what you believe
You’d better pray that someone else will pay

• Alternative
• acoustic punk rock
• alternative rock
• emo
• singer-songwriter
• solo artist
• Liverpool