I am a guilt sponge when I drink
Lay awake wondering
If I've damaged friendships
And whether I'll end up
In the glass in ten years
Soak up the fears of the family
INSTRUMENTAL:
Same as verse
VERSE 3:
I am a mess in the mornings
When time loses heart
And then disassembles
Bodies I've burned lay in bed with me
These little bones
Float to the surface just to haunt me
VERSE 4:
There is a cure hidden in your voice
Blocking out white noise and criticism
Sample your words' worth
From simple shapes and common tones
My heart walks home wearing headphones
My heart walks home wearing headphones
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