Lyrics
Too much
Trying
I’m not dying anymore
Like I did before
Secretly inside of my head
Keeping score
You were never dead
You were never dead
But I had
Played it forward
Records were red
Thinking too much
Every hard time
Then a soft touch
Painted it out
Drippity drop
Into a well
When will it stop
but I’ll go on breathing
I’ll still go on breathing
A miracle that the whole time it’s been not as bad
But I still felt sad
Nearly every day
Was it a mistake of my own making
Or just something I say
Look around
Look around
Look around
Look around
Look around
Look around
Look around
Look around
Written by: Katy Pinke
