Music: Hannah Morris/Owen Ivan Poluta
I'm walking blind in bliss
Flipped under trying times
And tricked in ignorance
For the sweetness to unwind
Sometimes it returns
When lying undisturbed
To rely on sleepless nights
I forgot what that felt like
What makes me?
I nod in certainty
I nod in disbelief
Words echo from the teeth
What makes me?
I thought maturity
I thought in disbelief
Words echo from the teeth
Cause you'll just shout acceptance
From the back of the room
Like I can keep my cool
Put the past in the rear view
Well if I let it, it breaks me
Speak down or speak strangely
Only if I let it
Only if I let it make me
Sometimes word creeps in
Just when I'd think to submit
Like an old remark in the sentimental dark
With a common statement
With the debt we lay in
With a misconception
Your missing everything
And you'll just shout acceptance
From the back of the room
Like I can keep my cool
Put the past in the rear view
And you'll just shout remembrance
From the positive view
To the betrayed and the fooled
We both know I'm gonna lose
So if I let it, it breaks me
Speak down or speak strangely
There's no up when you're "crazy"
There's no up when you're unheard
So if I let it, it pains me
So if I let it, it breaks me
Only if I let it
Only if I let it make me
Only (what makes me?)
Only (I nod in certainty)
If I let it, it does (I nod in disbelief)
(Words echo from the teeth)
If I let it, it breaks me, only
(What makes me?)
Only
(I thought maturity)
(I thought in disbelief)
(Words echo)