The Battle Of The Boy Least Likely To

歌词
Warm milk and honey
Sweeten my teeth.
From little acorns you
You quietly made me
Made me into me.
Paper thin skin stretched
Over my bones.
From shells and pebbles you
You quietly made me?
Made me a home.
But I can't get used
To being alone.
And I won't get used
To being alone.
Under a full moon,
Hopelessly trying to
Retrace our footsteps in the snow.
I don't know when to hang on
And when to let go.
Foxes in boxes,
And butterfly blues.
From little acorns you
You quietly made me
Made me into you.
Holding it under
My tounge 'til it stings
From all of my demons
You quietly saved me
Again and again.
But now I feel
And surface again.
Yes, I can feel
And surface again.
From little bubbles,
Little air bubbles,
Little embolysms grow.
I don't know to hang on.
Everything I feel feels wrong.
I don't know when to hang on
And when to let go.
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