I'll Always Be Proud - Landon Tewers

Drunken sleep, a shepard without his sheep

Taking what you’ve said and slowly admitting defeat

And when the casket closes and all my mistakes are exposed

It’ll be such a relief for you to know the road that I’d chose

And when you think of me in your bed when you’re trying

To fall asleep some nights I hope I’m not remembered as a fuck

Or someone you despise, I’m composed of cheap cigs and fast

Food, I need your time but I’m not trying to intrude

I just needed you to hear me, not the guy you’ve heard

That sings those songs the real me with feeling, the one

Who did you wrong, I long for just a minute, a minute of your time

I’ll probably ask for forgiveness 'cause right now I’m in my prime

Every single second of every day and every moment I replay

All of the words I said the ways I left you broken, I’m choking And soaking in

things she wrote in her notes and I feel a lump in my throat

Just wishing time could be frozen, detached I relapse and sit

Back and watch the days pass, maybe it’s best if I’m forgotten

With no backlash, and it’s somehow so soothing to see you Finally move on,

I don’t feel like I’m losing, it just hurts when you flaunt, I want something

more for you than I could ever

Give, it makes me fucking sick inside you’d choose me over him

'Cause I can’t buy you nice things or even things that you need

I’d steal the moon for you or food for you and starve while you

Feed, can’t you see?

I’m a mess, an added stress, a vacant nest

Glued together by memories and you said it best, life’s a bitch

Until we die and for the longest time I tried to tell myself that That was a

lie, and I’d shy away from thoughts like that but now

I just thrive, some days I feel as if my brain won’t let me

Unwind, I sound so pathetic but I’m losing my pride, but I can’t

Hide in it, I’ll die in it before I subside, don’t leave me hanging

All your things packed in your car and I’m facing all the things

That I said, all the nights stuck in my bed wishing you could

Leave, but you were scared of losing me, watching your car pull

Out of the driveway for one last time, I’m sick and I’m stuck in a

Rut it’s a thin line between all the tensions, the suffering and

Trials, and my own self absorbed way of life, I’m a child

I wanna taste you one more time, and tell you you’re all mine

But now I’m left with no spine, and all the blame’s just mine, it’s

A crime to hold you here with those eyes, if you ever see or Think of me I hope

you realize that you’re better off now, and

I’ll always be proud