| Those seven months I spent rolling around on the floor | |
| Just like a crippled bird I had my back through the door | |
| Still I turned my nose up at the water and bread | |
| Despite my greater love I was pr0tected and fed | |
| But I am here, I am here in the center of myself | |
| And do you still think about me? | |
| Yes I am here, waging battle with this version of myself | |
| I right my wrongs and think how things used to be, yes I do | |
| Some kind of violent spring I have to cover my eyes | |
| Water chokes the lense spitting up on the sky | |
| Rain down in paragraph form | |
| Too late and I don't know why | |
| I put my legacy first | |
| Oh what a reason to die | |
| All the hours past, the body pressed to the wall | |
| Hear you breath in, breath out sometimes nothing at all | |
| Can you still hear me now | |
| Oh there's no labor too small | |
| Labor run through you, it's just response to a call | |
| But I am here, I am here in the center of myself | |
| And do you still think about me? | |
| Yes I am here waging battle with this version of myself | |
| I right my wrongs and think how things used to be, yes I do | |
| A celebration coming up | |
| I see the rising of dawn | |
| Oh, the sun in the scratch of the mirror it starts to blind me | |
| Coming up fast when did it start to go wrong? | |
| I keep a picture of you on the mantle to remind me | |
| Of a time when life used to be so easy, so easy, and so small | |
| I want to dance something caustic and real | |
| Oh these days we trade the earth for the things that we feel | |
| !!!!! | |
| Healing hands never choosing to heal | |
| All this time | |
| The laws smashed I know you like breaking laws | |
| Something you felt, something you've seen | |
| We are embodied in between | |
| But when you're lost in your right | |
| When you are selfish and mean | |
| You are the ugliest person that I have ever seen | |
| And I hate you, I hate you, yes I really do | |
| But I am here, I am here in the center of myself | |
| And do you still think about me? | |
| Yes I am here, waging battle with this version of myself | |
| I right my wrongs and think how things used to be | |
| I am here, I am here in the center of myself | |
| And do you still think about me? | |
| Yes I am here waging battle with this version of myself | |
| I bite my tongue and think how things used to be | |
| So easy |
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