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letra de expiry date – thomston

tragic
am i moving backward?
i can’t tell these days
am i losing touch or do i think too much?
over–n-lyzing, i internalize everything these days

so i put my palms together
(i promise that i’ll)
put in all the effort
(head in it all)
in spite of all the pressure
i walk until my feet bleed
furthest thing from easy

step out from the pile
(i promise that i)
make this worth your while
(head in it all)
because i know that i,
i’ll walk until my feet bleed
furthest thing from easy

dried up
nothing in the reservoir
i thirst these days
put the blinders on until the thoughts are gone
and all the doubt vacates and gives my head some sp-ce
it’s kind of hard these days

so i put my palms together
(i promise that i’ll)
put in all the effort
(head in it all)
in spite of all the pressure
i walk until my feet bleed
furthest thing from easy

step out from the pile
(i promise that i)
make this worth your while
(head in it all)
because i know that i,
i’ll walk until my feet bleed
furthest thing from easy

if you put me on a shelf i won’t live long
if you say its temporary i’ll be gone
all my fingernails picked until the ends
(reaped and sewed, dry and old)
if i said i wash’t anxious, it’s a lie
if i said the validations soothes my mind
does that make me more human in your eyes?
everybody has a date that they expire

is it shameful that this keeps me up some nights
knowing that if i don’t play my cards just right
every part of this could vanish from my hands
fingernails bitten to the ends

- letras de thomston