Drag Me Down In Her Own Words

When I was young, I never thought about all the shit that now is starting to drag me down. I knew someday I'd have some trouble figuring this out. Sometimes I sit inside my room at night with my head face-down into the pillow and I tell myself I'm never gonna feel this way again. And I have been so hard on myself these days. Finding my escape. I'm trying desperately. And I can't face this world alone; I never could. Direction misunderstood. I'm writing songs down in my basement, 15 years old, about my situation. It was so easy just to feel alive. And now the weight is pushing down. My innocence in burning out. And I have been so hard on myself these days. Finding my escape. I'm trying desperately. And I can't face this world alone; I never could. Direction misunderstood. Broken mirrors, seven years, my luck is getting worse and worse. My superstitious thinking will be the death of me. And I have been so hard on myself these days. Finding my escape. I'm trying desperately. And I can't face this world alone; I never could. Direction misunderstood