burn my throat

My body's not a sacred thing
So I treat it accordingly
You're everything I think I want
But you got nothing that I need
And I'm too stupid for that difference to be clear
But this feels way too similar to fear
I never saw you coming
'Cause if I did I would've started running
And now I'm waking up to stomach knots
And a jailer who is cunning
And I don't think that I've existed for a while
'Cause my name was blacked out when you came across my file

I wanna burn my throat today
I wanna tie up all my loose ends and fucking fade away
But I know we're still kids at heart
The closer we get, the more we drift apart
And we make mistakes seem like a form of art

My frontal lobe's taken a beating
And honestly I haven't been eating
And "it's okay not to be okay" is something that bears repeating
'Cause I don't think I'm gonna get back what I lost
And I can't gauge the worth of what that cost

I wanna burn my throat today
I wanna tie up all my loose ends and fucking fade away
But I know we're still kids at heart
The closer we get, the more we drift apart
And we make mistakes seem like a form of art

But I know we're still kids at heart
The closer we get, the more we drift apart
And we make mistakes seem like a form of art



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Champlin
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