Tarpit
Seems like I've been
Getting too attached with silence
Let the lines blur between
Love and peace and violence
Let's change the station
This anticipation will turn out to
Be the end of me (be the end of me)
How do I love myself
When I'm used to hating
How do I breathe
Without choking and gasping for air
It's not like I can talk about
The things that brought me here
How do I love myself
When I feel like I've barely
Made it through this year
Feels like I've been
Getting deeper every night and
Trying not to hate myself
But that's a war that
I can't fight in
Let's change the station
This self-deprecation
Will turn out to be
The end of me (the end of me)
How do I love myself
When I'm used to hating
How do I breathe
Without choking and gasping for air
It's not like I can talk about
The things that brought me here
How do I love myself
When I feel like I've barely
Made it through this year
What's the point in
Clawing my way back to the surface
What's the point in fighting my way into the clear
What's the point in making effort when nothing's worth it
Sometimes I'm gold and
Sometimes I wish I'd disappear
How do I love myself
When I'm used to hating
How do I breathe
Without choking and gasping for air
It's not like I can talk about
The things that brought me here
How do I love myself
When I feel like I've barely
Made it through this year
Getting too attached with silence
Let the lines blur between
Love and peace and violence
Let's change the station
This anticipation will turn out to
Be the end of me (be the end of me)
How do I love myself
When I'm used to hating
How do I breathe
Without choking and gasping for air
It's not like I can talk about
The things that brought me here
How do I love myself
When I feel like I've barely
Made it through this year
Feels like I've been
Getting deeper every night and
Trying not to hate myself
But that's a war that
I can't fight in
Let's change the station
This self-deprecation
Will turn out to be
The end of me (the end of me)
How do I love myself
When I'm used to hating
How do I breathe
Without choking and gasping for air
It's not like I can talk about
The things that brought me here
How do I love myself
When I feel like I've barely
Made it through this year
What's the point in
Clawing my way back to the surface
What's the point in fighting my way into the clear
What's the point in making effort when nothing's worth it
Sometimes I'm gold and
Sometimes I wish I'd disappear
How do I love myself
When I'm used to hating
How do I breathe
Without choking and gasping for air
It's not like I can talk about
The things that brought me here
How do I love myself
When I feel like I've barely
Made it through this year
Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Eubanks
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