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MARTYR
Ghosts inside my memory
Holes in my heart where you used to be
Cut you out of the pictures in my head
How do I make sense of this
Does anything besides you still exist
It ain’t healthy, remember how you held me
Scrawling on the walls cause nobody will ever help me
Nobody will ever help me
Nothing changes if I cry harder
If I'mma die then I’ll be your martyr

You withered away
Into the flower that sits on the floor of the soon to be grave
We are the walls in formless shapes
You are the feelings I couldn’t escape
I am a futile attempt to satisfy
A growing empty space inside a heart
You disowned long ago
You don’t know and I don’t know
Why my feelings change with the seasons
If everything happens for a reason
Then why did we meet?
You dig your fingers into the seams
Between my brain and my heart
And with an unassuming motion you tore my life apart
I thought I saw you at the street light ahead
But it’s just a fragment of something you said
Being spoken by someone I don’t even know
I need you more than you’ll ever know
Ghosts inside my memory
Holes in my heart where you used to be
Cut you out of the pictures in my head
How do I make sense of this
Does anything besides you still exist
It ain’t healthy, remember how you held me
Scrawling on the walls cause nobody will ever help me
Nobody will ever help me