Grief creeps quietly backwards
My mood ring has never changed back from black
You can find me recreating nightmares
I spent 3 nights falling asleep in snow banks
Hoping my feelings would freeze over
I want to push myself through the ice
To see the world from underwater
Find me hanging neck broken on your front porch
Daisy in my pocket
I'm floating above all things that keep me up at night
I am a bruise
Pushed over your mountainous trail over and over and over
How painful is this life?
Do you want to die like you know I do?
How painful is this life?
Do you want to die like you know I do?
My mood ring has never changed back from black
You can find me recreating nightmares
I spent 3 nights falling asleep in snow banks
Hoping my feelings would freeze over
I want to push myself through the ice
To see the world from underwater
Find me hanging neck broken on your front porch
Daisy in my pocket
I'm floating above all things that keep me up at night
I am a bruise
Pushed over your mountainous trail over and over and over
How painful is this life?
Do you want to die like you know I do?
How painful is this life?
Do you want to die like you know I do?
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