I'll come around in the morning
Cause easy is boring
I need a reason to jump out of my skin
Like a sinner without even dying
I guess i'll just keep trying until everything lines up
I should've worn a heavier jacket
I may not come around in the springtime
I only look fried in the morning
I need to grow up
I'm so tired of staring at the ceiling while everyone's either
High
Or bored
Or both
One of us was bound to f*ck it up eventually
I can't feel me anymore
I wanna peel this film off my eyelids
I might be ticking right with your time bomb
I wanna jump right out of the sky
I need to grow up
A vulnerable child is still a child
But nobody hits their children anymore
A vulnerable child is still a child
But nobody hits their children anymore
A vulnerable child is still a child
But nobody hits their children anymore
A vulnerable child is still a child
But nobody hits their children anymore