The Story So Far - Bad Luck

I try to rise and fall with sun
But lately, it doesn't make any sense to me
Walking by myself trap the silence in the hall
(Trap the silence in the hall)
And I can feel the pressure in my head
I'm the book you always opened but you never read
(Never read)
Beside the box you call your bed
(Beside the box you call your bed)It's your fault I'd say
I let this blind me
Forlorn in sullen head
Suffer your ill intent
Suffer your ill intent