Nine

I've gotten good at hiding when I feel like hiding
My mouth is great at running when I feel like

Now I'm biting the hairs on my arm like I do
When I don't know where I am or what I should do
I've been blessed with these eyes that come with innocent questions
Like where I'm from holding expectations

To give obvious answers and tell no lies
I swear, there's nothing innocent in these eyes
Because I've seen dead friends, and I've seen murder
And I've done things I wish I hadn't done

But that's not to say
I'm not afraid of long nights dwelling on past mistakes
With life moving as fast as it does
I'll still have stories to fucking tell



Credits
Writer(s): Clayton Stevens, Nicholas Steinhardt, Tyler Kirby, Jeremy Bolm, Paul Babin
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