Oxy (Acoustic)

Keep your hands full
Of wasted products
Of misery and fools
They are among the best of us
And keep your hands full
Of hope and promise
Forget all of those
The fake smiles who claimed
That they wanted the best

And this would be why
I don't socialize
They'll tell you what's wrong
But leave out what's right
Then claim that you need
To be what they think
Be who you want
But you can't feel different than me
No you can't, you can't
You can't feel different than me
No you can't
No you can't

And I try to stabilize my mind
Twisting and turning over and rewinding to the start
To the start, to the start
But what good is this
If nothing ever comes of it
What goods your head
If you're constantly stuck in it
What goods your heart
If you're always contradicting it
What good is it
What good is any of it

And this would be why
I don't socialize
They'll tell you what's wrong
But leave out what's right
Then claim that you need
To be what they think
Be who you want
But you can't feel different than me
No you can't, you can't
You can't feel different than me
No you can't
No you can't

The oxymoronic belief
It'll never make sense to me
It'll never make sense to me
It'll never make sense to me
And we all can't be the same
That'll never make sense to you
That'll never make sense to you
That'll never make sense
And I can't be what you want
Cause I don't want your hauntings
Crushing me down
And tearing my skin
Just so that I would bleed thin
And lose the one part that's been free
The one part that I proudly call me
The one thing that I actually need
It'll never make sense to me
It'll never make sense to me
It'll never make sense to me
It'll never make sense to me
It'll never make sense to me



Credits
Writer(s): Rhiannon Neagle
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