Lead
My hands were open
Wide out into the world
But I walked home helpless
Empty-handed and alone
Sometimes you gotta make a choice
Whether to let yourself go
Apathy is a slippery slope
How poppy ended up
Could that be me
Everyones got their own disease
Vices and virtues
Bottles thrown at walls
Help me understand premonitions
The void calls
I hope I get it through my human head
Dragging around my body like lead
I hope I get it through my human head
Dragging around my body like lead
Wide out into the world
But I walked home helpless
Empty-handed and alone
Sometimes you gotta make a choice
Whether to let yourself go
Apathy is a slippery slope
How poppy ended up
Could that be me
Everyones got their own disease
Vices and virtues
Bottles thrown at walls
Help me understand premonitions
The void calls
I hope I get it through my human head
Dragging around my body like lead
I hope I get it through my human head
Dragging around my body like lead
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Writer(s): Caelan Burris
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