Shorting out on top of the busted bed that I made
Blowing down these walls and tragic candles I laid
All around your feet, trying not too hard to breathe
But I’m catching on the sleeves
Always on the sleeves, yeah
Was it worth it to compare
All your broken dreams to theirs?
When you locked them in your head
Did they feel like yours instead?
This time I’m not amused
We can only fall from here
This was not the world you built
This was built upon on your own fear
And I don’t believe a word you say
No I won’t believe a word
Good guys always beat bad guys
Good guys, they always beat bad guys
So grand on the market, a sunrise open mic
I could try the slightest bit harder
If that’s what you would like
I’m falling deep into your eyes again
And I’d be right, except that’s a lie
‘Cause I can’t swim
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