WORLD'S CRUMBLING

I'm sorry we don't talk anymore
I wrote you a song though
I hope that you heard

Read my first two words
You said them a lot
I tried to swallow and it ran like cement

Sometimes it's clear
The big mystery
The holes that I veil
Try so hard to fill
And when I come home
It's like the more that I learn
The less that I know

Am I even real?
Am I even real?

I know that you think that you made this mess
Don't flatter yourself
It's a whole lot of things

The world's crumbling
But it's hard to tell
When my room is so clean and I don't leave the house

Sometimes it's clear
The big mystery
The holes that I veil
Try so hard to fill
And when I come home
It's like the more that I learn
The less that I know

Am I even real?
Am I even real?

I'm singing about a pain in my chest
And all these mean thoughts that won't leave my head
You don't look too great yourself

But sometimes it's clear
The big mystery
The holes that I veil
Try so hard to fill
And when I come home
It's like the more that I learn
The less that I know

Am I even real?
Am I even real?
Am I even real?



Credits
Writer(s): Manuela Torres-orejuela
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