The Arm

Ethereal eyes lookin' all around
They scatter out when I'm walkin'
And the noise that always drowns you out
Is the same as the circles you talk in

Funny how you thought I needed you
Cut you up and carved you out into little pieces

Razor blades replace the words
Like a grief that's on parade

They echo in my head
With a need to feel to understand
Like a never-ending show, so painfully slow
Running from the fear of the unknown

Lately I've been questioning
The value of existing
Can't experience anything for what it is
Only what my mind makes it

They echo in my head
With a need to feel to understand
Like a never-ending show, so painfully slow
Running from the fear of the unknown

Words that are uplifted
Truth that will set you free
No one to give attention
No one in front of me
Well, who's gonna help you handle it?
And who's gonna break your fall?
Go on and leave
Like you never cared at all

I'd rather leave our love than get a broken heart
I'd rather say goodbye a thousand times
I'd rather fall apart than have to hear you lie
I'd rather turn around and go our separate ways

I'm so sick of cleaning up the messes
I'm so sick of being stuck with the shame
I'm so sick of cleaning up the messes
I'm so sick of being stuck with the shame
I'm so sick of cleaning up the messes
I'm so sick of being stuck with the shame



Credits
Writer(s): Mitchell Rogers, Craigery Owens
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