REC The Orwells

Quick to the panic
I'm a mess
Pick your foot up off my chest
I’m dramatic in a sense
But its not permanent
And I've
Given up on innocence
Too far gone to bring you in
Might seem rough but
You're still young and you can figure it out

Now I know
If I wait
You’ll take
What I own
Won't you keep
Me away
I'll shake
Til you go

All year long
Getting manic with regret
Never seen him this upset
I'd imagine you're the same
Even the weakest get some blame