Thomas Reid - Caring

Normal Things

I don't wanna stand up
I like it here
It's so warm and safe
There's no more tears

I'm afraid I'm gonna trip
If I decide to stand up
So maybe I'll just sit
Think of all the ways I've messed up

And it's the normal things
Like the way you sing
And how you speak to me
All this eye contact it leaves
Me in a pile on the floor
I hope it's not too cold
So we can sing some more

And I can put my mask on again
So I can show all my friends
The person they want to see
That we both know they all need
From me
I'm sorry
I can't to the phone right now
I'm in a pile on the floor
And I'm not sure if I'm getting up

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Writer(s): Thomas Reid Troutman
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