| They say time heals |
| But I don't think that's true |
| It's been 3 years and it still feels new |
| Blood, sweat, and tears |
| For the penthouse view |
| Faced my fears and |
| I thought it'd look different |
| I'm moving forward |
| Just to fall backwards again |
| Some days it's torture |
| I don't understand why I |
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| I keep on putting bandaids on a bullet wound |
| I keep on cutting branches avoiding the root |
| Smiling through my sorrows thinking it's the cure |
| And then I end up right back where I was before |
| I'm done with resisting |
| I don't need a fixing |
| I don't need a warm hug fuzzy little feeling |
| I think I need a healing |
| Healing, healing |
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| Forgive forget |
| Wouldn't that be nice |
| I've tried and tried about a hundred times |
| They don't make a map |
| For a whole new life |
| I went the distance |
| And I thought it'd look different |
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| What if the grieving |
| Just means I'll be happy again |
| I wanna believe it |
| Wanna understand why I |
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| I keep on putting bandaids on a bullet wound |
| I keep on cutting branches avoiding the root |
| Smiling through my sorrows thinking it's the cure |
| And then I end up right back where I was before |
| I'm done with resisting |
| I don't need a fixing |
| I don't need a warm hug fuzzy little feeling |
| I think I need a healing |
| Healing, healing |
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| The numbing |
| Kills my joy |
| And it steals my voice |
| It don't fill that void like I thought it would |
| 'Cause my heart still aches |
| And my mind's in chains |
| Now it's time to face what I know I should |
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| I keep on putting bandaids on a bullet wound |
| I keep on cutting branches avoiding the root |
| Smiling through my sorrows thinking it's the cure |
| And then I end up right back where I was before |
| I'm done with resisting |
| I don't need a fixing |
| I don't need a warm hug fuzzy little feeling |
| I think I need a healing |
| Healing, healing |
| I know I need a healing, healing healing |
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