My Own Tempo

I think I'm growing up, my feet don't fit my shoes anymore
Keeping all my plants alive, I know just what makes me cry
And I can tell when I see a trapdoor
I think I'm throwing up, wait for the bathwater to rise
Ear presssed to my phone again, can't seem to remember when
I recognize myself on the other line

On and on we go, am I tight walking the same old rope
I see myself on the grass below, taking it all at my own tempo

I think I'm getting old, noticing new eyebrow lines
When I get hungover, I'm a tossed and turning boulder
I guess that this means being alive
I'll never be the one to get away with telling lies
My face is a giveaway, find me in the alleyway
And I'll let you face my disguise

On and on we go, am I tight walking the same old rope
I see myself on the grass below, taking it all at my own tempo
On and on we go, am I tight walking the same old rope
I see myself on the grass below, taking it all at my own tempo



Credits
Writer(s): Allegra Eidinger
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