In the corners of my brain
Where I wander off into the dark
And I close my eyes and hope
The wolves won't follow me
But hope's hard of hearing
So I'm waiting for the teeth
I had to learn that the helping hand
Can be the same that holds the knife
I know I'm not well
But I'm alright
You gotta learn how to take your hits
When your hands are always tired
I know I'm not well
But I'm alright
I memorize the ceiling
With a fire at my feet
While I give myself advice that I can't keep
I no longer ask myself
What any of this means
I just want my mind to quit
So I can finally fall asleep
Yeah I'm just waiting for my mind to quit
So I can finally fall asleep
I kept falling for the broken wing
Because I couldn't make me fine [?]
But don't believe 'em when they tell ya that the bird won't bite
I can't tell you if it got this way
Or if it started as a lie
I know I'm not well
But I'm alright
I kept falling for the broken wing
Because I couldn't pick the flight [?]
But don't believe 'em when they tell ya that the bird won't
I had to learn that the helping hand
Can be the same that holds the knife
I know I'm not well
But I'm alright
I know I'm not well
But I'm alright
Another evening spent In the corners of my brain Where I wander off into the dark And I close my eyes and hope The wolves won't follow me But hope's hard of hearing So I'm waiting for the teeth I had to learn that the helping hand Can be the same that holds the knife I know I'm not well But I'm alright You gotta learn how to take your hits When your hands are always tired I know I'm not well But I'm alright I memorize the ceiling With a fire at my feet While I give myself advice that I can't keep I no longer ask myself What any of this means I just want my mind to quit So I can finally fall asleep Yeah I'm just waiting for my mind to quit So I can finally fall asleep I kept falling for the broken wing Because I couldn't make me fine [?] But don't believe 'em when they tell ya that the bird won't bite I can't tell you if it got this way Or if it started as a lie I know I'm not well But I'm alright I kept falling for the broken wing Because I couldn't pick the flight [?] But don't believe 'em when they tell ya that the bird won't I had to learn that the helping hand Can be the same that holds the knife I know I'm not well But I'm alright I know I'm not well But I'm alright Explain Request ×
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