* Woke up on the floor Oh, this plastic bed don't blow up no more
In this broken home Everyone becomes predictable
** Oh, sometimes you're angry Sometimes you're hurting
Sometimes you're all alone Sometimes I'm anxious
Sometimes it makes me feel like there's only now
*** I've been living at my lowest, it's safe to say
Hope my little bit of hope don't fade away
I've been living on an island made from faith Can't go running back to home
I can't face her face
Finally grown Ain't nothing like I hoped it would be Out on my own
I'm floating in an ocean-less sea Could I be wrong?
Was everybody right about me? Scary things in my head I can't dream, man I just
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Oh, Oh,
