It seems things are indictive to, a distinct desire to
Observe such, heal such
Behave such that makes this hard for me
I'm not real and i deny, i won't heal unless i cry
I can't grieve, so i won't grow, i won't heal 'til i let it go
I'm not real and i deny, i won't heal unless i cry
It seems things are indicative to, a distinct desire to
Observe such, heal such
Behave such that makes this hard for me

I'm not real and i deny, i won't heal unless i cry
I can't grieve, so i won't grow, i won't heal 'til i let it go
(x2)

Cry, cry, cry 'til you know why, i lost myself, identify
(x2)

I'm not real and i deny, i won't heal unless i cry
I can't grieve, so i won't grow, i won't heal 'til i let it go