this is what a rough childhood feels like
It's ten o' clock and the whispers startin
To realize what it always has been
All of the times where we'd sit in silence
The only reason that you'd stop fighting
For silly things, like how the glass condenses
Onto the table we'd never forget this
Was it our fault to think we should've built fences
Around the wooden doors that would just make it
Harder for me, just to blink
This anger we're surrounded
Holes deep not surfaces
Don't want to end up like this
Where do I go when this place I call my home
Feels like the opposite I could've sworn I
Saw you pushed her down I stared had to leave this gaze prepared
Leave my bedroom clothes unfolded
What's worst is you were unaware
That she was hurtin of all her things u had to break her
Like trees that started screaming out with names as thunder
Why did you have to take that ring were you just under
Just give it back and take our lives let this be over
Harder for me, just to blink
This anger we're surrounded
Holes deep not surfaces
Don't want to end up like this
To realize what it always has been
All of the times where we'd sit in silence
The only reason that you'd stop fighting
For silly things, like how the glass condenses
Onto the table we'd never forget this
Was it our fault to think we should've built fences
Around the wooden doors that would just make it
Harder for me, just to blink
This anger we're surrounded
Holes deep not surfaces
Don't want to end up like this
Where do I go when this place I call my home
Feels like the opposite I could've sworn I
Saw you pushed her down I stared had to leave this gaze prepared
Leave my bedroom clothes unfolded
What's worst is you were unaware
That she was hurtin of all her things u had to break her
Like trees that started screaming out with names as thunder
Why did you have to take that ring were you just under
Just give it back and take our lives let this be over
Harder for me, just to blink
This anger we're surrounded
Holes deep not surfaces
Don't want to end up like this
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Writer(s): Clinton Kane
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