Something To Tell Your Friends
I don't feel like myself
I keep hoping that someday I'll wake up as someone else
And these thoughts, they don't pierce my soul
They rip me from my seams
And it's my point of view that skews reality
The weight of the world is feeling like nothing is what makes me whole
Please tell me I'm fine, I'll be alright
As I fall, crash through the ground
Oh it's a curse, how could I break free?
Oh my mind is lost from my body
I don't feel like myself
I've got bad habits that I tend to display on a shelf
I'm so sorry to scare you
Cause your face says it all and you don't know what to do
Why'd I become you? Make me feel like I'm insane
It's misconstrued: mirror burned into my brain
But these things, they lie; I know it all too well
And I've been fooled by a version of myself
And these thoughts, they don't pierce my soul
They rip me from my seams
And it's my point of view that skews reality
The weight of the world is feeling like nothing is what makes me whole
Please tell me I'm fine, I'll be alright
As I fall, crash through the ground
Patch up my broken seams, wear them like a bad dream
These days I sleep through the night, tell me that I'll be alright
Patch up my broken seams, wear them like a bad dream
These days I sleep through the night, tell me that I'll be alright
These days I sleep through the night, with an arm holding me tight
Tell me that I will be alright
I keep hoping that someday I'll wake up as someone else
And these thoughts, they don't pierce my soul
They rip me from my seams
And it's my point of view that skews reality
The weight of the world is feeling like nothing is what makes me whole
Please tell me I'm fine, I'll be alright
As I fall, crash through the ground
Oh it's a curse, how could I break free?
Oh my mind is lost from my body
I don't feel like myself
I've got bad habits that I tend to display on a shelf
I'm so sorry to scare you
Cause your face says it all and you don't know what to do
Why'd I become you? Make me feel like I'm insane
It's misconstrued: mirror burned into my brain
But these things, they lie; I know it all too well
And I've been fooled by a version of myself
And these thoughts, they don't pierce my soul
They rip me from my seams
And it's my point of view that skews reality
The weight of the world is feeling like nothing is what makes me whole
Please tell me I'm fine, I'll be alright
As I fall, crash through the ground
Patch up my broken seams, wear them like a bad dream
These days I sleep through the night, tell me that I'll be alright
Patch up my broken seams, wear them like a bad dream
These days I sleep through the night, tell me that I'll be alright
These days I sleep through the night, with an arm holding me tight
Tell me that I will be alright
Credits
Writer(s): Chace Petinelli
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