Basement - Stories Untold

I’ve been searching for purpose

But it’s not really working out

The picture was perfect

But waking up is such a burden now

I could, I could be, I could be anything

If I wasn’t so empty

This match won’t stay lit

I’m dead, but I’m faking it

Every night turning water into whiskey

Hoping one day someone will miss me

This match won’t stay lit

I could, I could be, I could be anything

But my potential is rotting

I could, I could be, I could be anything

But there’s no fire inside me

This match won’t stay lit

I’m dead, but I’m faking it

Every night turning water into whiskey

Hoping one day someone will miss me

This match won’t stay lit

This match won’t stay lit

I’m dead, but I’m faking it