Holidays
At least I made it this far
You used to be a friend to me
And now it only feels like the end
I keep trying for the deep, as far as I can go
I drown before I learn how to swim
Manic, tragic, sabotaging
This time I have finally lost it
All my life spent under rocks
With you, with shitty flower buds
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Another day, another low
Still stuck 'cause everything is sold
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Seems that I'm uncomfortable with everything
Adrenaline in me, insecure, but at least I can dream
And my whole family thinks they know me
But the name they know changed years ago
Before the West Coast changed me
Manic, tragic, sabotaging
This time I have finally lost it
All my life spent under rocks
With you, with shitty flower buds
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
And I'm old and I'm just tired
I thought that I could stand this part
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
I'm a moth drawn to the flame
But the flame was never real
I've got burned up wings and a left nose ring
But a heart that's made of steel
And all my life spent under rocks
With you, with shitty flower buds
I'm only coming out for the holidays
And now I'm old and I'm just tired
I thought that I could stand this part
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
You used to be a friend to me
And now it only feels like the end
I keep trying for the deep, as far as I can go
I drown before I learn how to swim
Manic, tragic, sabotaging
This time I have finally lost it
All my life spent under rocks
With you, with shitty flower buds
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Another day, another low
Still stuck 'cause everything is sold
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Seems that I'm uncomfortable with everything
Adrenaline in me, insecure, but at least I can dream
And my whole family thinks they know me
But the name they know changed years ago
Before the West Coast changed me
Manic, tragic, sabotaging
This time I have finally lost it
All my life spent under rocks
With you, with shitty flower buds
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
And I'm old and I'm just tired
I thought that I could stand this part
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
I'm a moth drawn to the flame
But the flame was never real
I've got burned up wings and a left nose ring
But a heart that's made of steel
And all my life spent under rocks
With you, with shitty flower buds
I'm only coming out for the holidays
And now I'm old and I'm just tired
I thought that I could stand this part
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Only coming out for the holidays to breathe
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Mizell, Elizabeth Goodard
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