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I'm gonna mess this up
The way I over-salt my food
The itching won't stop
Till I've scratched myself a bruise
I'm gonna mess this up
The way I can never sit still
God forbid we get quiet
And enjoy what we've built
Someone reel me back in
Losing myself in my own fable again
Threading a story of doubt: what I do best
I only know unrest
I'm gonna mess this up
It feels about that time
The milk has been spilt
And the honey sucked dry
Someone reel me back in
Losing myself in my own fable again
Threading a story of doubt: what I do best
Cuz I only know unrest
Day slows to evening
And we're braided in bed
My stomach starts turning
His kiss on my forehead
He reels me back in
When I've traded my heart for a helmet again
Gently untangles each lie and passes each test
Offers peace in place of unrest
Written by: Jessica Healey
