its in yr eyes
or in the back of yr mind
i see whispers of some things that i feel all the time
i try to find the words to describe how its disturbing
to be comforted with one hand while the other twists and turns, but
its on my mind
almost all of the time
burning images in places i hope i won't find
i try to find the words that i could use to get back at you
but i know nothing is getting past you
promise i will hide away
never speak a word again
rip to shreds the things i say
and how'd i fuck off all my friends
i'll breathe again another day
can't it wait till i'm ok
stoned and hyper-vigilant
i know i should but i just cant
i swear that it'll be ok
i'll never be alone again
tear apart my very being
how'd i fuck up everything
i'll breathe again another day
hit me harder i can take it
i think i can make a break
but i can't change i just won't make it
it's just the little things
just the little things
just the little things
just the little things that get me down
it's just the little things
just the little things
just the little things
just the little things that get me down
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