Socha - Musings Lyrics

I cry like an escape
And I beg you not to place the blame
And I wager for you leaving over feeling
So ashamed so ashamed

There's no sense of control
There's no sense of relief
Unless I'm picking at my outsides
Pulling hair grinding teeth

But there's always gotta be a reason to distress
Always gotta be a reason to obsess
Always gotta be a reason to distress
Always gotta be a reason to obsess

But don't blame me yeah don't blame me blame my folks
Blame everyone that I have ever known
Blame the news blame the crude for what I do
Blame the nest for making me what I have done

I want to hold onto all things I have before I go
I want to tell you all these things I feel but you can't know
I want to hold onto all things I have before I go
I want to tell you all these things I feel but you can't know

Maybe I will grow older
Maybe I will see what happens then
But all these questions I've posed
Won't have any answers to them

Maybe I will grow older
Maybe I will see what happens then
But all these questions I've posed
Won't make any difference