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This is how I manage, all the weight and the damage
There's no air, going to meet you there
You know, I could never really let it, go on record without edit
It's no fair, going to meet you there
Tell me what the hell is going on in your head
Lotta sad stories keep you pinned to the bed
It must of been your mother or your father he left
You're always seeking out another
No you're never at rest
I never
I never learned, never felt grown
Never ever did I feel known
I never
I never learned how to function
Never ever did, never ever have I felt home
I get lost, the walls are closing in
I stand in the rain
Watch the water fall
I get worried, I start giving in
I stand in the sun
Gotta hold it all
This is how I vanish, always swearing that I manage
With no air, going to meet you there
This time, make a record, so I said it, truth without an edit
Is no fair, gonna meet you there
































