Menthol

I think I got out without a single vision
Didn't see any dreams
The air is clear
And even if it wasn't
Not sure you'd recognise yourself
My hands won't tremble and my stomach won't twist
And I hope to god
You don't count on this

Head straight, go ahead

I see my peers
Menthol tears
I'm cool, you see, I'm one of you
It's not like I live in constant fear
Of grief, pain and the fear itself
A bird flies over my head and I reach for a seatbelt

Head straight, go ahead
Painting over all the art I've made
To be fair, you see
I don't want to be like you



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