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She got crippling depression, no manifestation
Exit her mental space is so foreign and loud
At the age of her inflection, no more than 8
I'm just guessing she started seeing her life through a cloud
And if we're talking like it's cards, her life is too freaking hard
Somebody stole all the faces and Wilds
So now she's bluffing her expression, no sign of her hesitation
But something's gotta give, something's gotta give
I wanna be your safe space
I wanna be your safe space
If you need somewhere to cry
Or punch a hole in the wall
If you need somewhere
I wanna be your safe space
There's a thousand ways to see it, most people could not believe it
That she ever made it out here alive
But her body holds a secret, it's killing her tryin to keep it
Oh, it's not unlike the aging of wine
It goes deeper into meaning, the cherry tobacco gleaning
With heavy notes like it's tears from a child
that could never catch a feeling, of peace or a sense of healing
But something's gotta give, something's gotta give
I wanna be your safe space
I wanna be your safe space
If you need somewhere to cry
Or punch a hole in the wall
If you need somewhere
I wanna be your safe space
Nobody's Nostradamus, but I can make you a promise
If you throw it off i'll take it as mine
And I'll rush it to the ocean and drown it to the implosion
'Til it's never coming back here alive
And then I have other predictions, the weight of her hesitation
We'll be tied up to a helium ride
Now she's rising like a phoenix and she can barely believe it
There was something more to this
What did I miss?
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, I wanna be your safe space
Oh, I wanna be your safe space
Written by: Matthew Heath


