Everything Hurts
Everything hurts
From my head down to the dirt
Sometimes I just can't move
It makes it hard to say I love you
So I curl up on the couch
And you take me in
Like a man that's lost at sea
Waiving his flag and singing
Save me
Save me from myself
Everything hurts
Bloody cuts and calluses
As I scream into the void
No one's even there to listen
We're running out of time
And it's later than you think
Toes curled over the edge
You're standing on the brink
The brink of destruction
Save me from myself
From my head down to the dirt
Sometimes I just can't move
It makes it hard to say I love you
So I curl up on the couch
And you take me in
Like a man that's lost at sea
Waiving his flag and singing
Save me
Save me from myself
Everything hurts
Bloody cuts and calluses
As I scream into the void
No one's even there to listen
We're running out of time
And it's later than you think
Toes curled over the edge
You're standing on the brink
The brink of destruction
Save me from myself
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Writer(s): David Scott
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