Beach Slang - We Were Babies & We Were Dirtbags (Quiet Slang)

Bad Art & Weirdo Ideas (Quiet Slang)

The sound of your heart is wired to break
Too fucked up to love, too soft to hate
The hum of your lung is my favorite thing
And the air you shove out
Into my mouth

I've always felt stuck, alone, or ashamed
The gutter's too tough, the stars are too safe
I'm always that kid always out of place
I try to get found
I've never known how

Ah ha ha
Ah ha ha
Ah ha ha
Ah ha ha

I'm tracing the lines on your handsome face
The scars on your arms, the shape of your veins
We are not alone
We are not mistakes
Don't whisper now

We're allowed to be loud

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Writer(s): James Alex Snyder
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