No Bones, Sickly Sweet

Pick up the phone
If you're still there
Don't expect you to, didn't think you'd still care
Wipe down where I touched
Don't want you getting what I've got then throw it up
I guess I'm sick, sick in the head
Really wish I could be someone else instead
And maybe then, it'd make sense
Then you try to, try to close this distance

I've given up picking favorites
I've given up my dreams of being famous
Wanna run from it, run from it
Hide in my head
I'll crawl under the leaves and rot there instead

I don't like saying yes
And I don't feel the same in my chest
I've become a bitter thing
Too scared to move hate
When it stays the same

I've given up picking favorites
I've given up my dreams of being famous
Wanna run from it, run from it
Hide in my head
I'll crawl under the leaves and rot there instead

And I won't repeat myself again
It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing
And I won't wear myself on my sleeve again
I won't show them what I am
I'll keep my heart protected
Keep my head protected
Keep my truth protected
Keep my sanity
I [?] and hide and keep the stiffness from concealment
Keep my friends alive and healthy
Keep the children safe and happy
Bees stay pollinating
My bones continue growing
Keep my fire brightly burning
My stomach still digesting
Keep my tired eyes from straining
My ears from shooting out
Keep myself from forgetting what it's about

I'll keep my heart protected
Keep my head protected
Keep my truth protected
I'll keep my sanity
Beauty of quiet peace
The beauty of quiet peace
Tenderness stillness the want of being empty
Beauty of quiet peace
The beauty of quiet peace
Tenderness stillness the want of being empty
Beauty of quiet peace
The beauty of quiet peace
Tenderness stillness the want of being empty
Beauty of quiet peace
The beauty of quiet peace
The beauty of

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Been waiting for you

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