From the recording Existential Threat
It's an Instagram world but the filters won't show you what you don't see.
Is it just me?
To me you're the world and the sun is only shining when you speak, so easily.
But you cry yourself to sleep because you don't fit in.
I'd like to tell you that you're wrong but where do I begin?
But tomorrow's looking bleak and coming faster.
I wish that I could find the words so I could ask her...
Why you wanna be like that?
Don't you know that I like you the way that you are?
Why you wanna talk like that all you need is your voice.
And why you wanna hurt like that?
Don't you know that time will make it better?
And it don't gotta be like that all you gotta do is trust.
Days go by and I still face the shadows of my yesterdays. I see them anyway.
You can hide the scars but a sweater only covers what it don't change. Still feels the same.
When up in the attic we're in a panic but we don't say much.
Because all we want is to be loved, "Ain't we a selfish bunch?"
But all the pressure leaves a salty stain of human tears.
I wish for way back when, when all I needed was to hear.