Lyrics: Meredith Henderson
Music: Traythe Lyle
6
if you don't heal what hurt you,
you'll bleed on people who didn't cut you.
And sometimes it’s too late
Feeling less faith
Everyday, it’s in poor taste
Can you relate? Up in a headspace
Always find myself back in a bad place
Blame it on my mental state
It’s all I can do anyways
The hate I have for myself
Knows no bounds
I always carry it around
Like god damn baggage
Hanging in the background
To heal is much like to hurt
It lingers on from bad to worse
Where’s the resolve?
It leaves with the blood thirst
I’m terrified of dying
Though I’m equally scared to live
whenever I was close to being happy
I’d **** it all up again
Rinse and repeat
The problem is always me
and i'm drowning in I’m sorry’s
I’m sorry for being alive
I’m sorry for wasting your time
and I can’t take it back
Or erase any of it
It’s the debt that I’ll owe
At the cost of being level headed
Another lesson to weigh me down
Not everything is ****ing profound
Sometimes the next lesson
is wanting to kill yourself
if you don't heal what hurt you,
you'll bleed on people who didn't cut you.
And sometimes it’s too late
Feeling less faith
Everyday, it’s in poor taste
Can you relate? Up in a headspace
Always find myself back in a bad place
Blame it on my mental state
It’s all I can do
Sometimes the next lesson
Is trying not to kill yourself
****.
This is what it’s like the guilt of a trauma response
Love’s not enough to survive on
Love’s not enough