Candles
Counting the candles at church again
It's so hard to make friends
My parents could never understand
The way my mind moves and bends
Staring at the wall
Counting all the lines that meet
With one eye closed, I'm talking to myself
Lining up
The corners of my bedrooms walls again
At my cousins house
From which I never wanted to
But I had too
The clock was about to chime
Covered my ears
Gritted my teeth
Just before that explosion
In my fucking mind
Round and round again
Feeling so helpless
With my quirks and
My fear trapped in this boy
I was young
I was scared
Never thought I'd be prepared for this life
Masking all my thoughts
So you don't think I'm crazy now
Not understanding the things you say to me
Watched 80's movies
I learned their lines
Just so I could understand the way you think
Round and round again
Feeling so helpless
With my quirks and
My fear trapped in this boy
I was young
I was scared
Never thought I'd be prepared for this life
For this life
For this life
For this life
Round and round again
Feeling so helpless
With my quirks and
My fear trapped in this boy
I was young
I was scared
Never thought I'd be prepared for this life
And I was young and I was scared
And I was young and I was scared
And I was young and I was scared
I was young and scared
It's so hard to make friends
My parents could never understand
The way my mind moves and bends
Staring at the wall
Counting all the lines that meet
With one eye closed, I'm talking to myself
Lining up
The corners of my bedrooms walls again
At my cousins house
From which I never wanted to
But I had too
The clock was about to chime
Covered my ears
Gritted my teeth
Just before that explosion
In my fucking mind
Round and round again
Feeling so helpless
With my quirks and
My fear trapped in this boy
I was young
I was scared
Never thought I'd be prepared for this life
Masking all my thoughts
So you don't think I'm crazy now
Not understanding the things you say to me
Watched 80's movies
I learned their lines
Just so I could understand the way you think
Round and round again
Feeling so helpless
With my quirks and
My fear trapped in this boy
I was young
I was scared
Never thought I'd be prepared for this life
For this life
For this life
For this life
Round and round again
Feeling so helpless
With my quirks and
My fear trapped in this boy
I was young
I was scared
Never thought I'd be prepared for this life
And I was young and I was scared
And I was young and I was scared
And I was young and I was scared
I was young and scared
Credits
Writer(s): Jon Johnson, Joseph Wallman, Shane Buie
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