Sitting in rooms
With all the other kids
Who never got their shit together
We're all tired (We're all tired)
Of digging deeper (Digging deeper)
Sorting through the lies (Sorting through the lies)
Seeing through the mirror (Seeing through the mirror)
I'm exhausted
And exasperated
Trying to explain it
Fighting to contain it
This habit of
Searching for some kind of savior
In all the wrong places
Won't ever find it
Looking outside this
Breath and these bones
Deep down I've always known
Grew up into
A tree bearing fruit
Of mistrust and of misuse
Leaning on the chaos
And the comfort of
Rolling in my own thoughts
And finding out the cost of
Searching for some kind of savior
In all the wrong places
Won't ever find it
Looking outside this
Breath and these bones
Deep down I've always known
It's all right here
I'm alright here
Searching for some kind of savior
In all the wrong places
Searching for some kind of savior
In all the wrong places
Won't ever find it
Looking outside this
Breath and these bones
Deep down I've always known
