The Outside
Haunting me in my sleep
Are the words I cannot stitch together
In a sentence to save my life
I try to speak, but I am weak
I'm caving in, I'm caving in
I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
They talk for me
Haunting me as I run
Through the dirt escaping from refinement
And the way things should be
I'm a disaster, but at least I know I've found my peace in letting go
I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
They talk for me
They talk for me
I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
They talk for me
They talk for me
Are the words I cannot stitch together
In a sentence to save my life
I try to speak, but I am weak
I'm caving in, I'm caving in
I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
They talk for me
Haunting me as I run
Through the dirt escaping from refinement
And the way things should be
I'm a disaster, but at least I know I've found my peace in letting go
I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
They talk for me
They talk for me
I shouldn't let false thoughts I've built up hit so low
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
On the outside, are pictures of my insides stapled on
They say more than I ever could with words
They talk for me
They talk for me
Credits
Writer(s): Block Jared, Crisp Michael, Jackson Brianna, Moffat Derek
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