Ripping and tearing
From the womb I'm born
Screaming with terror at the light
Clutching the flesh of mother's breast
For warmth
Sweetness becomes a place to hide
Into the classroom
Feeling eyes on me
Why do I feel shame?
I've done nothing wrong
Something unnamed
Some kind of cruelty
Keeps me from feeling
I belong
Betcha couldn't tell I'm dyin' baby
Breathing in
Breathing out
Breathing in
Something had to break
Something had to bend
Please start again
Hittin' the stage at 21 I'm done
Sending spitball in the mic
A ladybug crawling up the cable line
Dont' know if I'll make it but I might
Betcha couldn't tell I'm dying baby
Breathing in
Breathing out
Breathing in
Something had to break
Something had to bend
Please start again
Nothing happens for a reason
Some things will never be ok
But it isn't?
Things get? in this dystopian ballet
But I can feel something inside me
Cracking open from the pain
Heart? burnin' givin' comfort
A friend givin' me a place to stay
Betcha couldn't tell I'm dying baby
Breathing in
Breathing out
Breathing in
Something had to break
Something had to bend
Please start again
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