Reverie
Evoke
You brace yourself for the reverie
Erase yourself from the memory
Embrace yourself then give it all to me Replace yourself you’ll be the death of me
You take yourself out of reality
Berate your self with your mentality Equate yourself with what you wanna be You hate yourself; it doesn’t mean a thing
I was younger then
You wouldn’t understand
And I’ll stop hoping
And I’ll stop holding on
And I’m not broken up a bit
I swear to god I swear to god
I’ll take my chances for now
I’ll stay alive with no way out
I’ll brace myself for reality
Replace yourself you’ll be the death of me
I was younger then
You wouldn’t understand
And I’ll stop hoping
And I’ll stop holding on
And I’m not broken up a bit
I swear to god I swear to god
I was younger then
You wouldn’t understand