Rush I
And now it's ringing in my ears
The impact of my greatest fears
Abandonment
Or losing luster
Or not fitting
Or whatever
Try to push it down
Avoid the mirrors and my own frown
Another reminder
My emotions do not follow orders
I'm never going to just not feel it
The iron rips through my spirit
And yes, I will admit it, I don't always walk
The walk I blabber on about
Knew Theory, not escape routes
Count my strides
Hope I make it out alive
Even if you want forgiveness
I'll need to give it
And I can't heal if I'm still vying for approval
I'm never going to just not feel it
It's not that I am incoherent
The only meds that work
Preserve my enthusiasm at a happy accident
I wanted joy so bad,
I made my anger and frustration into
Immoral stains of personality
I could get out with a tide pen
Oh
Tried to rush it, made it worse
Now I'm dumping out my purse
To clean the mess I made it worse
I made it worse
Tried to rush it, made it worse
Now I'm dumping out my purse
To clean the mess I made it worse
I made it, I
Tried to rush it, made it worse
Now I'm dumping out my purse
To clean the mess I made it worse
Tried to rush it
Lost my luster
Rushed it
Lost my luster
Rushed it
Lost my luster
Or whatever
The impact of my greatest fears
Abandonment
Or losing luster
Or not fitting
Or whatever
Try to push it down
Avoid the mirrors and my own frown
Another reminder
My emotions do not follow orders
I'm never going to just not feel it
The iron rips through my spirit
And yes, I will admit it, I don't always walk
The walk I blabber on about
Knew Theory, not escape routes
Count my strides
Hope I make it out alive
Even if you want forgiveness
I'll need to give it
And I can't heal if I'm still vying for approval
I'm never going to just not feel it
It's not that I am incoherent
The only meds that work
Preserve my enthusiasm at a happy accident
I wanted joy so bad,
I made my anger and frustration into
Immoral stains of personality
I could get out with a tide pen
Oh
Tried to rush it, made it worse
Now I'm dumping out my purse
To clean the mess I made it worse
I made it worse
Tried to rush it, made it worse
Now I'm dumping out my purse
To clean the mess I made it worse
I made it, I
Tried to rush it, made it worse
Now I'm dumping out my purse
To clean the mess I made it worse
Tried to rush it
Lost my luster
Rushed it
Lost my luster
Rushed it
Lost my luster
Or whatever
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Writer(s): Sarah Passinhas-bergman
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