Another song
It's not art
Meaning and moving
is not what I'm doing
It's just proof
proof of a promise
to myself
I'm sinking, I sink beneath the floorboards every time
And if i fall beneath the weight, well I just hope I spread out nice
It brings me peace, breaks me in pieces
It brings me peace, breaks me in pieces
I miss it, can't say I ever had a reason why
It's just a smile for myself, It's just a smile for the outside
Brings me peace, cuts me in pieces
It brings me peace, cuts me in pieces
It's hard, every day
I just wanna show you
I want you to see
It hurts, I hate what I do
I don't wanna feel it
Anymore
I'm weak, I hate it when you say
"Are you sure?"
I miss it every day
And it hurts, I hate what I do
I don't wanna feel it
I don't wanna feel it
I need his ambition
I'll have to tell myself again
"Man all the pretty things,
The pretty things won't be your friends."
I think I could've wished
And put a tracker in the bear
Man I ran for 184 days and it led me there.
And all of my old friends
Still at the bottom of the lake
Well are you waiting for? What are you waiting for?
It's hard being two ears
With zero problems of my own
Man I'm a passenger in spirit
on all the planes that you have flown
It's hard being afraid
of turning at the sign
Well man it's hard to feel conveyed
When its just hard to find the time
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