Disarmed
My wandering mind can't seem to find the time
Or muster the energy to live up to how I picture me
I'm not running away, I'm barely moving at a snail's pace
And I could use a wellness check, because reality's dug its nails in
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running
Been disarmed for too long, I'm nowhere near as strong
As the caricature says
Someone fill my head with the conviction that I once had
When we were kids
This isn't how it ends
And I admit
I'm still on the mend
From the weight of the past on my back
The death of a loved one left unaddressed
I should give myself grace and lower the line just a bit
Things are different
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running
Been disarmed for too long, I'm nowhere near as strong
As the caricature says
Someone fill my head with the conviction that I once had
When we were kids
This isn't how it ends
(I'm not running away this time)
It's digging
It's digging
It's digging in
It's digging
It's digging
It's digging in
I'm not running away this time
This time
Been disarmed for too long, I'm nowhere near as strong
As the caricature says
Someone fill my head with the conviction that I once had
When we were kids
This isn't how it ends
Or muster the energy to live up to how I picture me
I'm not running away, I'm barely moving at a snail's pace
And I could use a wellness check, because reality's dug its nails in
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running
Been disarmed for too long, I'm nowhere near as strong
As the caricature says
Someone fill my head with the conviction that I once had
When we were kids
This isn't how it ends
And I admit
I'm still on the mend
From the weight of the past on my back
The death of a loved one left unaddressed
I should give myself grace and lower the line just a bit
Things are different
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running away
I'm not running
Been disarmed for too long, I'm nowhere near as strong
As the caricature says
Someone fill my head with the conviction that I once had
When we were kids
This isn't how it ends
(I'm not running away this time)
It's digging
It's digging
It's digging in
It's digging
It's digging
It's digging in
I'm not running away this time
This time
Been disarmed for too long, I'm nowhere near as strong
As the caricature says
Someone fill my head with the conviction that I once had
When we were kids
This isn't how it ends
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