Expectations

Hands are trembling
and I'm covered in blood again.
I can't help but be out of time.
These expectations are tearing me apart.
And I can't hold my eyes open to your
Expectations
they're tearing me apart.
I'm running out of time.
I'm running out of time.
I'll never be what you want me to be.



Credits
Writer(s): Mary Mortem
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