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red κυκλοφόρησε στις 24 Ιανουαρίου 2025 από Well Traveled Records ως μέρος του άλμπουμ red - Single
Άλμπουμred - Single
Released24 Ιανουαρίου 2025
ΕτικέταWell Traveled Records
ΓλώσσαEnglish
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He's just like my father when he makes me laugh
He's just like my mother and cooks things from scratch
He's near when he's happy, unreachable when he gets mad
And I'm just like a child when I cry on the floor
I'll hold what I can til I can't hold no more
My hands used to pray, now they're fists banging on the back door
I used to think it'd be easier when I get older
I swear it gets messier, harder to bear
Stone in my chest from the years of exposure
To whether I care
I care too much
If I can be perfect then no one gets hurt
If I can make amends then nothing gets worse
What about my wounds, am I s'posed to heal those myself?
Psychological pain still bleeds red
He raises his voice and reminds me of dad
I choose my silence, did our mothers teach that?
I'm one to talk, I've got baggage I never unpacked
I've tried to move forward but I moved for show
I rushed all my life, now my healing is slow
I say I'm all grown, but I shift blame when I do what I'm told
I used to think it'd be easier when I get older
I swear it gets messier, harder to bear
Stone in my chest from the years of exposure
To whether I care
I care too much
If I can be perfect then no one gets hurt
If I can make amends then nothing gets worse
What about my wounds, am I s'posed to heal those myself?
Psychological pain still bleeds red
Why do I gotta heal things myself?
I'm tired
If I can be perfect then no one gets hurt
If I can make amends then nothing gets worse
What about your wounds am I supposed to heal those myself?
Psychological pain still bleeds red
Written by: Johanan Bethshea Villagonzalo
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