Lyrics: Vivian Graves
Music: Vivian Graves
I've been singing stupid love songs
For far too long
The feeling's far too wrong
I'm honestly a bit too late
to exterminate
Anxieties past and present
of loveβ¦
SO WHEN I
FOUND THAT LETTER
OF HEMS AND HAWS
IT MADE ME
FEEL A LITTE
BETTER
DESPITE MY FLAWS
AND ALTHOUGH
I'M NOT
A SAINT ANYWAY
THAT DOESN'T MEAN
I SHOULDN'T TRY
TO MAKE A
BRIGHTER DAY
Handmade love letter
Don't make broken hearts better
It always fades away
Into shades of grey
But yet
I wish to believe
that there's true love out for me
Somewhere in the big worldwide sea
My heart's eternal ecstasy
Rapid breathing
Pass on the oxygen
Heartbeat racing
Head on the table
It's all blurring
The time is fading and
Thoughts are racing
I need a lifeline...
I'd count my blessings
But I'm close to zero
In cycles of loathing hatred
I'm not a hero
heart still beating
head high fading
anxiety peaking
So when I found that letter
Of hems and haws
It made me feel a little better
Despite my flaws
And although
I'm not a saint anyway
That doesn't mean
I shouldn't try to make
a brighter day
I'm not ready
My head is hurting
I don't wanna be alone
I'm not ready for the stone
I'm not looking for a prophecy
I'm just looking for
love
So when I found that letter
Of hems and haws
It made me feel a little better
Despite my flaws
And although
I'm not a saint anyway
That doesn't mean
I shouldn't try to make
a brighter day
Handmade love letter
Don't make broken hearts better
It always fades away
Into shades of grey
But yet
I wish to believe
that there's true love out for me
Somewhere in the big worldwide sea
My heart's eternal ecstasy
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