Faceless distractions

A song I'm working on.

Pouring my soul out to someday be loved

Not sure about how much it's they right way to go about it

Words can be crushing

My lungs are pitch black I dont see what to do about it

I now someday I'll be gone

Anyways

I don't want go to bed

I don't want to go to rest

When my heart is is oh so dying here

The things that broke the heater down

We're the cold from the winter frowns

When we do

Something

I'll don't now what'll get down