Twinkle Lights
Well, there's nothing really wrong with me
I'm just choking, almost constantly
Well, there's nothing really wrong with me
Well, at fourteen years old
I finally had to say "No"
And at fourteen years old
I finally had to let go.
And at fourteen years old
I was basically fully grown
I was fourteen years old
But still the saddest kid I'll ever fucking know
I don't really talk about it though
So I'll pretend that I'm fine
Then proceed to watch my best friend lose her mind
And there was nothing I could say or do
And there's no amount of time that would've helped you
Although I tried too
Well, there's nothing really wrong with me
I'm just choking, almost constantly
Well, there's nothing really wrong with me
Well, at nineteen years old
I still had never really been told
That at nineteen years old
I'm fucking allowed to fucking say "no"
And at nineteen years old
Well, there's only a few ways this could go
I was nineteen years old
But still not stronger than his hands across my throat
That's the way it goes
That's the way it goes
Well, there's something really wrong with me
'Cause I'm choking, almost constantly
Oh, there's something really wrong with me
I'm just choking, almost constantly
Well, there's nothing really wrong with me
Well, at fourteen years old
I finally had to say "No"
And at fourteen years old
I finally had to let go.
And at fourteen years old
I was basically fully grown
I was fourteen years old
But still the saddest kid I'll ever fucking know
I don't really talk about it though
So I'll pretend that I'm fine
Then proceed to watch my best friend lose her mind
And there was nothing I could say or do
And there's no amount of time that would've helped you
Although I tried too
Well, there's nothing really wrong with me
I'm just choking, almost constantly
Well, there's nothing really wrong with me
Well, at nineteen years old
I still had never really been told
That at nineteen years old
I'm fucking allowed to fucking say "no"
And at nineteen years old
Well, there's only a few ways this could go
I was nineteen years old
But still not stronger than his hands across my throat
That's the way it goes
That's the way it goes
Well, there's something really wrong with me
'Cause I'm choking, almost constantly
Oh, there's something really wrong with me
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Writer(s): James Wilkins, Willow Hawks
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