I think I think, this is growing up
I'm feeling numb, so I bite my tongue
The birds are singing, I'm flying
You're at home getting high
I'm buried trying to stay occupied
In love with you
The monster in my bedroom
You watch me cry
You watch me laugh
You watch the love die
In love with you
The monster in my bedroom
Rejection, I'm perfecting
The art of losing my reflection
I lost my mind I want it back
I hate the person in my hands
The way I cried in summer nights
Longing for your acceptance
The person that I have become
It's never good I'm not enough
This is my part of growing up
Losing my own reflection
Losing my own reflection
Losing my own reflection
Losing my own reflection
Losing my own reflection
