carrying this weight on me
like a bird who can't find the edge of the sea
sitting in the corner like an unfinished painting
nothing i do seems to work for you
tying my hands til my fingers turn blue
like the girl in my mirror, you wanted more than her, too

i don't know what my voice sounds like anymore
and my fingers can't write songs the way they did before
did everything i thought i had to do
back at square one but i don't think I've moved at all
so you make the call

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hahaha who *doesnt* come here for unreleased tracks

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missing no.