I realize, my body doesn't work quite right
I'm not surprised, well I guess actually I am
Just not by the fact that it doesn't work quite right
But more-so, by the fact that it works at all
I know I've got lungs
'Cause they ache a bit
I know I've got a nose
'Cause I'm constantly annoyed by the
Fact that I can't breathe through it
I know I've got lungs
'Cause they ache a bit
I know I'm meant to be an artist
'Cause I feel like shit
All the time
It rained all night, and the fan was on
Perfect for sleeping
Perfect for catching my death
Nauseous and a bit out of breath
I know I've got lungs
'Cause they ache a bit
I know I'm meant to be an artist
'Cause I feel like shit
All the time
All the time
I act like dead weight
Because I love you
Rain on your parade
When I'm out in the cold
Bored of feeling physically old
I'm hyper aware that my jaw has weight
And it's always an effort to hold it up
I'm hyper aware of your tongue in my mouth
The feeling I get from holding my breath for too long
Hold me, hold me
Hold my jaw
I act like dead weight
Cause I love you
Rain on your parade
When I'm out in the cold
Bored of feeling physically old
I act like dead weight
Cause I love you
Rain on your parade
When I'm out in the cold
Bored of feeling physically old
I act like dead weight
Cause I love you
Rain on your parade
When I'm out in the cold
Bored of feeling physically old
I can taste my own mouth
I can smell my own nose
I can feel my own fingertips
I know I've got lungs
Cause they ache a bit
I know I'm meant to be an artist
Because I feel like shit
All the time
I know I've got lungs
Because they ache a bit
I know I'm meant to be an artist
'Cause I feel like shit
All the time
All the time
All the time
All the time
All the time
All the time
All the time
All the time
All the
Time