OUR LAST CONVERSATION FREED ME

Neptune

Stupid

Make it Break it Take it

Healing

Take It Away

The Truth

Closer To You

INTRO

hurts so good
Love me like you never could
Falling deeper than I should
Than I should

[Chorus]
Just like this, the way you love me, I
Don't know how to feel inside
It's like everything that's broken
Is destined to heal tonight
It's like my nightmares are becoming real
Becoming real, yeah
But I can't let go of what I feel
What I feel

[Verse 2]
Used to run from all the pain
Now I'm dancing in the rain
Memories fade but scars remain
Nothing left but love and shame

[Pre-Chorus]
Tell me why it hurts so good
Love me like you never could
Falling deeper than I should
Than I should

[Chorus]
Just like this, the way you love me, I
Don't know how to feel inside
It's like everything that's broken
Is destined to heal tonight
It's like my nightmares are becoming real
Becoming real, yeah
But I can't let go of what I feel
What I feel

[Bridge]
Broken pieces on the floor
Can't take back what came

Just like  this

What’s more important the soul or the mind 

What’s more important the man or the crime 

Are we Devine?

How much love on this earth can you find? 



Traumatized kids without self control 

Hurt people hurt people that’s for sure 

Mental health center is filled with adolescents who had sexual assault 10 years ago 



PTSD ain’t all from the soldiers 

The body keeps score the mom wouldn’t hold him 

Avoidant attachment, he felt abandoned 

Joined a gang at 13 to not feel as stranded 



Teachers at the title 1 school ain’t have the time 

Cause there was 258 other students who were in line 

A free breakfast saved him from feeling hunger 

But gun smoke make it hard for kids to have slumber 



It’s not a story it’s a statistic

X4



So as he’s getting older the issues start to get worse 

He’s numb to the core and had friends leave in a hurse 

The gang that he was in was starting to seek revenge 

If they lived a town over they probably would’ve been friends 



They Hopped out the van 

Pulled a gun to the enemies head 

Something happened in that moment that he didn’t expect 

There was a cologne in the air that had a specific scent 

Now hes having a panic attack and tryna forget 



A psychologist would call it retroactive memory 

The sensations came back to when he was 13

Step uncle, in the middle of the night put a gun to his head and raped him 



It’s not a story it’s a statistic 

It’s not a story it’s a statistic 



Cycles cycles cycles cycles 



The body keeps score 

The body keeps score 

The body keeps score 

Hurt People, Hurt People

@the_infamous_inbetween 

WE ARE NEVERLAND

It's not something I love to do. It's something I always needed and for that I hope you can find a piece of you in a piece of mine.

(most) of my songs are a reflection of self. A back and forth conversation with a part of me who is and, or used to be.

I prefer to see things Black & White exactly as they are... Exactly as they come. 

ya see?

Everything looks better in color.


But when the amazing colors begin to fade and you're wondering... Where am I? What was I seeing? What do I know? That, This, feeling... Is real.

Stay for a minute.

OUR LAST CONVERSATION FREED ME

x3Jeff

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