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p o s - been afraid lyrics

million dollar baby girl in the lower middle cl-ss/
with a maglight right beneath her pillow/
and though shes never been a boxer by choice/
shes known to act oak you never catch her a willow/
shes the calm type/ you see the small scars/
creepin down her arms/ peeking from them long sleeves/
right/ she keeps em weak in the knees/ but she stay out of sight/
and when the school bell rings/ its goodnight/
or might as well be/ he never sees her around/
but he looks/ for weeks now hes been maybe tomorrow/
but hes shook/ he sees those bruises and he needs to please her/
plus he dont wanna go home either/
gives her a look they p-ss/ copies down a poem from a schoolbook/
gives it to her after hesitation/ whoops his -ss/ she took it fast/
lost like all sensation in her hands/ and braced herself gracefully/
st-rdy where she stands/ humble mumbling/ p-ssing the words fumbling/
nothing discouraging/ just nerves (just)/ drumming up the courage/
something bout skylines or bike rides or riverbeds/
somethin or/ something that he read/
caught her right beneath the armor/
cauterized thought of any/ blunt force trauma/
aint no way he could harm her/
when the curse/ leave a sh-ll like a snake with fresh scales /
some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
when the curse/ leave a sh-ll like a snake with fresh scales /
some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
shes in the weather the whole storm/
huggin on her prince his hands to skin warm/
quick out the door no note no forlorn/
cause all they heard was papa dont hit me no more/
but they couldnt seem to keep the swelling down/
how they regretting ever letting out this 3rd child born/
but things are getting better now/ cozy sweater now/
with her thumbs through the holes in her sleeves worn down/
and boy similar/ noise minimal/
toy criminal joys simple when someones found it in you/
somehow it boosts the individual/ that bluish hue is mutual they/
make love gently/ so aware of each others bruises/
and sorta scared they could lose this/
trust bury the blues/ somewhere it wont bear roots/
but is this boy where the truth is/ shes spooked see/
fruit never seems to fall far from the useless/ branch that its attached to/
and quacks say if hes beat up hes bound to smack you/
shes down to step back now/ he ever get loud/
she couldnt be proud of whatever she might do/
this is the first time she ever felt touched/
that didnt bring her to hush like something was being done to her/
that unscrews her/ she loosens with the booze/
her hinge can stay bent/ addressing her dudes wounds/
regressing to bedrooms/ where fools ignored dont/
hes not one of them tools that/ screws nuts and bolts/
and she know that/ and she know that/
and she know that/ but she holds back/ and she hope that/
he see the way she flinch/ cuz its kneejerk/ to brace for attack/
even if hes only rubbing her back/ i mean/
and even if its like the deck has been stacked/
its not an act hes really loving her back/
hold your heart up/ never raise your hand/
she says that with her grown up voice/
im yours now/ just like a child/
dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/
i love you/ they say that with they lips/
never raise your hand/
he says that with her grown up voice/
im yours now/ just like a child/
dont be scared now/ the words click/ a piece finally fits/
i love you/ they say that with they lips/
when the curse/ leave a sh-ll like a snake with fresh scales/
some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/
when the curse/ leave a sh-ll like a snake with fresh scales/
some people seem to call that home/ but some souls roam/
keep riding til the cycle is broke/ we dont need to go through nothing alone/

- p o s lyrics

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