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In time, I'll be fine
But for now, I'm tired

Who are you?
What can I do for you?
I can do this alone.

Please don't take my voice

Why you always looking at your chest?
I've told you this now 8 times, boy I'm impressed
I'm worried about you, bro, you're always out of breath.
But why you always looking so god damn depressed?

I don't know if I can sympathise around and all your lies
About how your life is and how you're flying when I've been asking man, I've been trying
But you've been telling me that every time that your mind is high, and that you're going fine, and that you ain't dying?

Now it's 9am on a Saturday morning,
It's raining outside and my dog is snoring,
What a morning what a vibe,
I'ma just stay inside,
Maybe get up, make a coffee, then keep living my lie.
Chuck on a nice morning playlist on my Spotify,
Think about writing a song about early morning chimes.
Man, I've got so much time,

Wake up! Is it warm in there?
Make up! You should come up and get some air.
Come out! I really want to see your face.
Show off! I wonder which you'll use today, so...

Hey! You're looking good today. Did no one ever tell you that they like your eyeshade?
It looks great this way, but hey, I must say you look a little different from yesterday.
Tell me, why in the world would you change your ways?

Before you enter here, here have these shades, they'll help you see.
They say these shades they make you look so good, you'll drown in friends.

Yeah, nah - I'm good thanks.

It's coming to an end where I don't care if I will understand.

I don't know where it goes, it's taking too slow,

A boy was once his only friend, though surrounded there he lived
A buried white, wake of homes who themselves would not forgive
And neighbours called for friends to run, yelled "Escape before you can't"
How noble of their sacrifice to gift death the throne of life

Bunkered down hated the cold but was used to what he had
No one blamed the kid for in the snow he couldn't stand
Watched his loved ones endless capture within each other's arms

A stranger to life sits down on his bike and rides to the sunset.
Though I have a car why do I find it hard to drive it or start it? Guess I ain't no pilot.
Help me to breathe, I'm happy to see if you step forward before me, ready to claw me.
But don't wait too long, move while the rope's strong, stay behind me.
Rest your chin on my shoulder.

Something tells me you would follow my lead, but
I'd have to leap much farther than I've practiced.

No I don't deserve to die,
But no I don't deserve to fight,
I will keep on living but,
Just 'coz I deserve to cry.

You don't want me,
You don't need me,
You don't know me,

"So... why are you leaving?
I felt it was right at the time...
You left a good carnage in your wake.
I know...
So much for taking a leap... where's that got you so far?
Well, that's subjective.
Well, I imagine as long as it benefits you, you're fine with it
Do I look fine to you, mate?

Trust me, this is temporary but I'll occasionally say,
"I hate myself" but believe me that is just one way.
I'm not depressed but my mind has given up on me
So please leave me to die.

I'm fizzing up I'm begging not to shout.
I'm crying 'coz the lead is running out.
My whistle's blowing I'm boiling from the

Oh, why do I see myself drowning?
Oh, in the mirror, why do I see myself frowning?
I wish I had of drowned in my bed without a sound,
Out of bounds. Throughout the town I drag my presence across the ground.

Too many tears will wet the cardboard
And the mask will fall away.
And a mask will only stay so long

I'm sorry if I scared you, but I had to say I tried
Before I tried, I was so convinced not everyone survives
'Coz no one has been spared of times, that have murdered their desire
I've wondered if that fact acts to unite us or divide.

Nonetheless our sorrow grows for those who don't comply
But without snow, how would one decipher when it's raining outside

Waking up to the morning sun
Under the veranda or the middle of the fields
And the smell of cooking fire, well, it comes
And as the sheep bare their good morning's you breathe warmth into your lungs.

Now you're sitting around the campfire letting the guitar play
Playing mafia and thanking all your friends for what a day
And the stars and the rocks and the slop on your plates