I try to see where it is
Everything that my solitude avoids
I tear up my letters on my wall
I insist on turning my head over
To understand
The scum, and the happiness of a life
My own corner of lies
Why condemn myself when I see instincts?
Get closer to what I feel?
And it hurts me for more
It hurts me for more
It hurts me for more
It hurts me for more
And so I'm going to clear myself, clear myself
If healing comes from hurting, from hurting
I hit the nail on the head by letting go, realizing
So I'll clear up, myself lighten