Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mark Matejka
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Kushner
Songwriter
Joan Deanne Williams
Songwriter
Lyrics
I'm starting to climb walls, baby, gasping breath and falling down
Running hands all over the ground, I can't seem to get it all
I'm trying desperately to pick up everything
Collect my soul scattered on the ground
Never know if it will be found, I can't seem to get it all
Sometimes you feel the good-hearted, oh honey, they have the most to fear
Constantly climbing upward scrape
Broken nails, broken everything
I've been picking up pieces of my heart, that were gathering dust
I'm trying to tell you something, you're free to roam
Gather up your pretty promises, put them where they belong
I'm trying to tell you something, you're free to roam
Sometimes you feel the good-hearted, oh honey, they have the most to fear
Constantly climbing upward scrape
Broken nails, broken everything
I've been picking up pieces of my heart, that were gathering dust
I'm trying to tell you something, you're free to roam
Gather up your pretty promises, put them where they belong
I'm trying to tell you something, you're free to roam
Free to, free to, free to roam
I'm letting you out the gate, I'm letting you out the gate
Got all the room you need
You're free to run and chase down everything
You're free to run and chase down everything
You can have it all, you can have it all
I've been picking up pieces of my heart, that were gathering dust
I'm trying to tell you something, you're free to roam
Gather up your pretty promises, put them where they belong
I'm trying to tell you something, you're free to roam
Free to, free to, free to roam
Free to, free to, free to roam
Writer(s): Benjamin Kushner
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