Growing up again,
My arms are numb.
I fight the urge to hate myself
'cause that's what I demand.
Sitting here in a map pool, poisoning.
How did I get here?
Walking out just to say what I need.
Fights around.
My head is down.
My eyes are closed.
Screaming in the backseat.
It's just hard,
to find yourself.
The things I lost.
It's just so hard
to find yourself.
The things I left behind
Stars are reminders of the things I lost.
Stars are reminders of the things I left behind.
