Asclepius (Fin)

No, no no
No, no no
No, no no
No, no no, oh

Don't throw in towel
If you'll allow, I'll take your pain, make it a smile
Your spirit's riled
Maturity, it come with doubt that fill up accounts
I know you miss that little child, but now you're found

Growth is not exponential in the slightest, it can ebb and flow
We may think we've overcome our trauma one day
And then relapse and fall back in it the next
And for many, art can be an outlet or a method
Through which to alleviate the pain that comes with growth
By reworking it into this magical product



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Matthews, Nolan Lee Lewis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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