Afterwards
The vibe shifts and I feel like I'm floating
What are these daggers I seem to be holding
Someone threw them a while ago
So I grabbed them and held them way too close
What is it like to let go
What is it like to let go and not know
And have no lump in your throat
And see the world from a new telescope
Maybe not everyone is out to get me
Maybe I'm gonna be fine
Maybe I'm gonna be fine
Maybe everyone's just worried about their own shit
And doesn't give a single shit about the shit that is only mine
The Sun shines but this time it's not burning
My face it just highlights the people before me
The old man as he's mowing the grass
He looks up and he sees me and waves, real friendly
I always thought he despised me
A twenty-some kid with opinions and worries
But maybe he does somewhat like me
And maybe he sees past the thunder and lightning
Maybe not everyone is out to get me
Maybe I'm gonna be fine
Maybe I'm gonna be fine
Maybe everyone's just worried about everything
That everybody else thinks about them so they think everyone's fine
My mind's like a broken record, I can't take it anymore
What happens after all the pressure, what does my brain have in store
Can I stand to see the sunlight
Open trees and room to soar
Instead of claustrophobic dark nights
In my head with a locked door
Do you think I could be fine
Maybe not everyone is out to get me
I think I'm gonna be fine
Everything's gonna be fine
What are these daggers I seem to be holding
Someone threw them a while ago
So I grabbed them and held them way too close
What is it like to let go
What is it like to let go and not know
And have no lump in your throat
And see the world from a new telescope
Maybe not everyone is out to get me
Maybe I'm gonna be fine
Maybe I'm gonna be fine
Maybe everyone's just worried about their own shit
And doesn't give a single shit about the shit that is only mine
The Sun shines but this time it's not burning
My face it just highlights the people before me
The old man as he's mowing the grass
He looks up and he sees me and waves, real friendly
I always thought he despised me
A twenty-some kid with opinions and worries
But maybe he does somewhat like me
And maybe he sees past the thunder and lightning
Maybe not everyone is out to get me
Maybe I'm gonna be fine
Maybe I'm gonna be fine
Maybe everyone's just worried about everything
That everybody else thinks about them so they think everyone's fine
My mind's like a broken record, I can't take it anymore
What happens after all the pressure, what does my brain have in store
Can I stand to see the sunlight
Open trees and room to soar
Instead of claustrophobic dark nights
In my head with a locked door
Do you think I could be fine
Maybe not everyone is out to get me
I think I'm gonna be fine
Everything's gonna be fine
Credits
Writer(s): Kaitlin Jacobson
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