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The Scene Aesthetic

Season

 

Season


Never a secret when I say I'm not doing so well
Package marked to be handled with care
Got so good at pretending there's nothing wrong

High on a tight rope
Sits my heart strung up for all to see
Know it's not quite as bad as it seems
Every morning gets harder to leave my bed

Careful now
There's someone here counting on you

I can't wait for this season to end
Wait for the storm to pass by overhead
Covered in bruises, wearing my scars on my sleeve
But it's just a season for me

Recklessly cautious, holding weight that this body can't bare
Frail but loyal with time left to spare
Sporting a smile with my fingers crossed behind my back
If I'm careful now
Things might just turn themselves around

I can't wait for this season to end
Wait for the storm to pass by overhead
Covered in bruises, wearing my scars on my sleeve
But it's just a season for me

Everything is fine...

Curses in cursive
Sing loud, don't lie to me
Nothing you've got when you're gone
Words into verses
Inhale, exhale again
These are the roads that we're on

I can't wait for this season to end
Wait for the storm to pass by overhead
Covered in bruises, wearing my scars on my sleeve

I can't wait for this season to end
Wait for the storm to pass by overhead
Covered in bruises, wearing my scars on my sleeve
But it's just a season for me

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