Note To Self
I was drowning out of air but moving through
Dig deep it's time that I address my truth
All this has stuck with me from running too
Everybody fucked with me until I, broke too
Nobody likes you when you're on the floor
Maybe the drugs won't heal the same no more
Just pick up that wide chin and hide your core
Maybe your face is the last thing I will ever
I'm not healed
I'm not healed
I'm not healed
I'm not healed
Dig deep it's time that I address my truth
All this has stuck with me from running too
Everybody fucked with me until I, broke too
Nobody likes you when you're on the floor
Maybe the drugs won't heal the same no more
Just pick up that wide chin and hide your core
Maybe your face is the last thing I will ever
I'm not healed
I'm not healed
I'm not healed
I'm not healed
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Writer(s): Matthew Schmidt
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