Breland Michael - Verde

The Sore

Grew a couple inches since those poor decisions
Rushing into an early youth
Making new discoveries
Yet nothing to discover me
15 turning 32

I think he just wants to lie
Over yonder 'til this passes by
And even if they asked him why
He'd say that it was all because of I
I'm the ashes that you drunk to soothe the pain
I'm the sore you made

Ears itch from what comes out of my own mouth
Hearing falsehoods, spoke out loud
Don't mistake me for the key to get you out
I swear I'm nothing to make you proud

I think he just wants to lie
Over yonder 'til this passes by
And even if they asked him why
He'd say that it was all because of I
I'm the ashes that you drunk to soothe the pain
The cold wind on your neck in the rain
The smile that you're so happy to fake

I'm the sore you made
I'm the sore you made
I'm the sore you made
I'm the sore you made

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Writer(s): Breland Mettler
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