Jade Dreams and Wet Planets.

I channel my inner dark days.
Realizing that I'm living this day on repeat I haven't learned a fucking thing.
Still giving the fuck boys the fuel they need for their fire.
What can I say at this point?
I wanna be saved, but no one ever wants to step up for the saving.
I'm not sorry for all the love had, but more so bitter about all the time that's passed.
This is shit that I'm never getting back.
They say I'm young, have fun, be free and love whomever.
But I can't even be seen.
Not a soul on my level or living on this plane.
It gets so lonely, even with the fame.
So love hard and raw and never stop to take it all in.
Because soon enough you'll reach that point of no return and all will be gold again.