brocoy. - day 17 lyrics
keeping my hands clean
keep my head right and my arm clear of the iv
throat dry from the nights i’ve been skipping whiskey
it’s a hard lie when you tell me that you miss me
keeping my eyes closed
moving forward and pretending i don’t love her
trading stories of the days we had to suffer
and i’m leaning to one where i didn’t know her
and things were easier
we had no money, we had no pride
and we couldn’t fight the feeling of the thoughts we had to hide
i found it funny that you’d have died
the very same summer that i spent stirring deep inside
and hiding every night from everyone in my life
we were silent, and you were right
maybe i need to talk it out, so i’ll come over tonight
are you unhappy? or are you alright?
because i’ve been staying clean
cutting words from a magazine
singing along to teenage dream
and every song that reminds you of me
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