My hands can't handle much
My fingers just aren't long enough
It's safe to say I'll lose my grip someday
My heart can hardly pump
My body constantly goes numb
But it's all the same because I'll lose touch one day
Can I redo my birth
Relive a year of firsts?
Take it easy
Take it easy on me
Most words don't worry me
Your insults flow so casually
It's awful news for me to use one day
Likewise, I'd like to know
How praise inflates an asshole's ego
Compliments make confidence okay
Can I redo my birth
Relive a year of firsts?
Take it easy
Take it easy on me
