Cannonball - Wavelets

Growing up again,

My arms are numb.

I fight the urge to hate myself

'cause that’s what I demand.

Sitting here in a map pool, poisoning.

How did I get here?

Walking out just to say what I need.

Fights around.

My head is down.

My eyes are closed.

Screaming in the backseat.

It’s just hard,

to find yourself.

The things I lost.

It’s just so hard

to find yourself.

The things I left behind

Stars are reminders of the things I lost.

Stars are reminders of the things I left behind.