City Mouth

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Branches

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Branches

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It's beginning to feel like the end times

I think I'll waste away in bed

'Cause every time I read the news, it's Armageddon in my head

I guess I could have just been more compliant

I could have put faith into these hands

Instead, I buried them in guilt of things I still don't understand

And isn't strange to think that there are bones beneath your skin?

I guess it makes me feel like a more practical invention

So maybe there's a God, I don't know

Do you really think he built our bodies whole?

I have to think that the parts are out there somewhere

If we only had the guts to leave our homes

I know I fucking don't

This is how almost every day ends

With me figuring everything out

And every new one begins with the new thing

I've found to be sad about

And I hate the way that I only write sad songs

I don't get that thrill like I used to

And I hate these overly-romantic depictions of depression

And I hate that I'm part of that too

But searching for the will to change anything at all is useless

It's beginning to feel mostly hopeless

How long can I wander through these halls?

Suffocating for a living is not where I see myself at all

But I can't lie, my comfort has a cost

And if the world is ending, I might be better off

I might be better off

And this is how almost every day ends

With me figuring everything out

And every new one begins with the new thing

I've found to be sad about

And I hate the way that I only write sad songs

I don't get that thrill like I used to

And I hate these overly-romantic depictions of depression

And I hate that I'm part of that too

But searching for the will to change anything at all makes me sick

Bury me, maybe I'll grow into something of use to you

I'll be a tree, I will stand up for once

And you can hide in my hollows when you feel as useless as I have this month

And you can climb my branches to better days

I'm starting to grow into something that you can't save

And you can climb my branches to better days

I'm starting to grow into something that you can't save

And you can climb my branches to better days

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