Can I Get There From My Room?, Pt. 2

Icing on the candle, wax in my mouth
Ripping up an entry where I wrote about
Looking up a book that I'm destined to read
I love each my friends equally

I can get there from my room
If I think faster, then I'm doomed
I can sell myself short again
If I just run around now and then

A pocket knife stuck in my thigh
I'm hoping to find you
I'm looking inside of my mind for the first time
For the first time



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob West
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