Pure Bliss

My body feels foreign
It helps just to look away
I'd mind my own business
If pain didn't come in waves

Loving and hurting and constantly yearning
These are thoughts that make me feel so gullible
"These are the good times, make way for the good times!"
I can't fight the tide so I'll give in just one last time

And I can't watch or hear in fear of self hate
Always can't take a joke despite the clear bait

My brain's been askin' for a good clockin'
Be my worst person in terms of loving
Shoes on the dashboard a brick on the pedal
The wall is approaching, too bad I'll never

Find out my demon's, they're all quite sneaky
Give a faux answer, you can't see through me
Never move on and never look forward
Always be distant and socially awkward



Credits
Writer(s): Cole Bruckner, Elisia Wynona Song, Gannon Earhart
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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