Still Here
I've been sitting in my skin
Waitin for the next laugh
Giving out the bigger pieces
For the times I took the better half
Storing all my luck in boxes built from stone
And in my crystal memories
I remember bitter homes
I forgive them all for killing me
I'm not sorry for the little deaths
My lungs hold all my crimes
Dear god my head is free at last
So there's the door I'll watch you go
It's 4 AM but I'm not cold
I'm on fire, hot coals
Am I sick?
Well who knows
I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still here
I've been waiting for my ship to come
I'm staring at the sea
I'm contemplating empty suicides
I might go on a killing spree
I'm improvising epitaphs
And laughing at my health
There's a river where my mouth can run
I cried it for myself
I graduated from a class of bullshit
And somehow I've still got a brain
So thanks for keeping me distracted
Alive, insane, and entertained
Let's all keep looking for true love
The holy grail of youth and death
Call me when we're 27
You might get to hear my dying breath
If I'm still here
If I'm still here
If I'm still here
If I'm still here
For a month I did not sleep
I had nightmares of an unborn child
I was bursting at the seams
Caught in a war fought between tame and wild
And I'm so much fucking better
But I haven't healed at all
I'm okay
You're okay
We're okay
You're still here
Waitin for the next laugh
Giving out the bigger pieces
For the times I took the better half
Storing all my luck in boxes built from stone
And in my crystal memories
I remember bitter homes
I forgive them all for killing me
I'm not sorry for the little deaths
My lungs hold all my crimes
Dear god my head is free at last
So there's the door I'll watch you go
It's 4 AM but I'm not cold
I'm on fire, hot coals
Am I sick?
Well who knows
I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still here
I'm still here
I've been waiting for my ship to come
I'm staring at the sea
I'm contemplating empty suicides
I might go on a killing spree
I'm improvising epitaphs
And laughing at my health
There's a river where my mouth can run
I cried it for myself
I graduated from a class of bullshit
And somehow I've still got a brain
So thanks for keeping me distracted
Alive, insane, and entertained
Let's all keep looking for true love
The holy grail of youth and death
Call me when we're 27
You might get to hear my dying breath
If I'm still here
If I'm still here
If I'm still here
If I'm still here
For a month I did not sleep
I had nightmares of an unborn child
I was bursting at the seams
Caught in a war fought between tame and wild
And I'm so much fucking better
But I haven't healed at all
I'm okay
You're okay
We're okay
You're still here
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Writer(s): Rowan Katz
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