In the black.
All of my friends, with their lives slowly falling to pieces
So I bite my tongue, and I realize I don't know what peace is
And the birds on the garden gate are singing but I cannot hear them
And I stay within bedroom walls, patiently waiting to be near them
Oh
I've fallen down a well
With a ladder made of vines
And I can't move either leg
But all my friends can climb out fine
So I'll watch them climb
Picking apart every word that you say so I get it
(I get it)
Trying to bargain with demons that know I'll regret it
(Regret it)
My blood splattered on the trees from miles away, I can feel you
It took all my energy to finally discover the real you
Oh, I'm tired
Of falling down a well
With a ladder made of vines
And I can't move either leg
But all my friends can climb out fine
So I'll watch them climb
And I notice you so desperately waiting for me to come back
In the darkest parts of my memories I'm there with you in the black
When did I get so old
When did my hands start to crack from the pressure to make myself palatable
I'm just getting by with the hope
That I'll escape from the well
Taking my time
From the center of hell
I'll watch myself climb and as I see the light of a fire that stands all alone
I'll see that the world has been waiting for me to come home
Scrubbing the skin where you touched me until I'm exhausted
I still feel the weight of your words in the air like I'm haunted
I stare out at the trees and wonder where I'd be if I gave in
Would I ever leave, or would I still be in your haven
Oh
So I bite my tongue, and I realize I don't know what peace is
And the birds on the garden gate are singing but I cannot hear them
And I stay within bedroom walls, patiently waiting to be near them
Oh
I've fallen down a well
With a ladder made of vines
And I can't move either leg
But all my friends can climb out fine
So I'll watch them climb
Picking apart every word that you say so I get it
(I get it)
Trying to bargain with demons that know I'll regret it
(Regret it)
My blood splattered on the trees from miles away, I can feel you
It took all my energy to finally discover the real you
Oh, I'm tired
Of falling down a well
With a ladder made of vines
And I can't move either leg
But all my friends can climb out fine
So I'll watch them climb
And I notice you so desperately waiting for me to come back
In the darkest parts of my memories I'm there with you in the black
When did I get so old
When did my hands start to crack from the pressure to make myself palatable
I'm just getting by with the hope
That I'll escape from the well
Taking my time
From the center of hell
I'll watch myself climb and as I see the light of a fire that stands all alone
I'll see that the world has been waiting for me to come home
Scrubbing the skin where you touched me until I'm exhausted
I still feel the weight of your words in the air like I'm haunted
I stare out at the trees and wonder where I'd be if I gave in
Would I ever leave, or would I still be in your haven
Oh
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Writer(s): August Greenwood
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