Soft Speak

There are some days
Where I hope my walls fall in on me
And other days
I'm left begging for clarity
We're so exposed
Skin to air -- body to cold
I walk home
Just a shadow of my lifeless bones
I'm part-time-job-part-time-dizzy
I make up stories of my ancestry
I fear the strings all snapping
In my mind, time keeps dragging

Some days, I feel fine
No energy left in me to fight
Some days, I feel alright
Like I'm with it

Day-in, day-out
I'm on top of it
I'm up, I'm down
And I'm losing it

I fear the strings are all snapping in my mind
Time keeps dragging on



Credits
Writer(s): Moses The Band
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