My Arms Are Sore and I’m So Sorry

My arms are sore and
I'm so sorry that
I'm not normal, I'm not pretty
I care too much
I think too much
But all I ever think is

Things that don't make sense
I'm losing every sense
I'm wasting every second I have

I can't live like this
I can't love like this
Everybody wants a piece of this
I have no control
I feel so alone

My arms are sore and
I'm so sorry that
I'm not normal, I'm not pretty
I care too much
I think too much
But all I ever think is

Things that don't make sense
I'm losing every sense
I'm wasting every second I have

Simplicity, the constant
I can't overwrite it
I try so hard to fight the voices
I hold onto the river
They erode me, wash me away

My arms are sore and
I'm so sorry that
I'm not normal, i'm not pretty
I care too much
I think too much
But all I ever think is

Things that don't make sense
I'm losing every sense
I'm wasting every second I have



Credits
Writer(s): Christy Chan
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