I'm a whole country of pain and disease I was born on the ground And I'm down on my knees I'm choking on dust While drowning in leaves My wounds have
What kid could understand this When your nine years old nothing makes sense good year, you probably planned it let him go just when he's fitting in.
laid my weapons down you could take me out right now my insides are open make a fist around my heart and crush it anytime you want hunt me i'm a refugee
call me I'm not well I thought that I was ready I thought I could be trusted by myself What is my name? What is is called? Is this is a consequence of a
I should have mentioned it all I should have wrote you a song Not healing all these splintering ends How dare you bring this up to me It took me years
Today you needed someone And I wasn't there to cover you And I can't Wait for this to change To know you are okay For once I'm fighting for A life that
What are you on about I'm listening to you And somehow you've stopped making sense again Honey you're tired Just go to sleep Before you fall face down
