i was the right one
Faucet
Stains on the tiles
The boxes
Have been here for a while
Porcelain, fitting for my denial
I'm safe when, I'm locked in
Nauseous, I feel sick when I'm tired
It's constant
Like perpetual bile
Statistics, correspond to the problem
A reflex, from pretense
Spill my guts
Before I drown
And swallow em
Write it on my ribs
And on the walls of my lungs
Calculate, the evidence
And I was, the right one
Add it up, it's common sense
And I was, the right one
First time, that I recognized it
Looked away, and I denied it
Convinced myself, that it was me
But I was, the right one
Light leaking
Under the doorway
Don't wake
Me up in the morning
Bare feet on the concrete
It's pouring
I'm safe when, it's stormin
Spill my guts
Before I drown
And swallow em
Write it on my ribs
And on the walls of my lungs
Calculate, the evidence
And I was, the right one
Add it up, it's common sense
And I was, the right one
First time, that I recognized it
Looked away, and I denied it
Convinced myself, that it was me
But I was, the right one
But I was, the right one.
Stains on the tiles
The boxes
Have been here for a while
Porcelain, fitting for my denial
I'm safe when, I'm locked in
Nauseous, I feel sick when I'm tired
It's constant
Like perpetual bile
Statistics, correspond to the problem
A reflex, from pretense
Spill my guts
Before I drown
And swallow em
Write it on my ribs
And on the walls of my lungs
Calculate, the evidence
And I was, the right one
Add it up, it's common sense
And I was, the right one
First time, that I recognized it
Looked away, and I denied it
Convinced myself, that it was me
But I was, the right one
Light leaking
Under the doorway
Don't wake
Me up in the morning
Bare feet on the concrete
It's pouring
I'm safe when, it's stormin
Spill my guts
Before I drown
And swallow em
Write it on my ribs
And on the walls of my lungs
Calculate, the evidence
And I was, the right one
Add it up, it's common sense
And I was, the right one
First time, that I recognized it
Looked away, and I denied it
Convinced myself, that it was me
But I was, the right one
But I was, the right one.
Credits
Writer(s): Maize Olinger, Sophie Meiers, Jacob Coleman Munk
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