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Growing Pains Lyrics

Grieves

I take a breath and breathe it out
Life has been a bitch holding onto me, I'm always freaking out
I don't play well with others, I panic in the crowd, and I'm quick to fall in love that's why I'm always on the ground
So pick it up, pop the umbrella over my problems and understand I'll never be a man until I solve them
And sometimes I wish that I could go back home, yeah crawl into my childhood dreams and be alone
And that would be everything - just another boy left with nothing
An object of security slowly losing its stuffing
The Sumter Square slum king, looking for another motherfucking chance to re-break the broken in is something
And that's the part I'm never going to get, growing up is more than just a mind state and owning all your debts
Blowing out the breath I don't feel so tall, so tell me how am I supposed to reach anything, anything at all
Anything at all

Tell me how, Can I grow to see the change in my life, I wanted, to overcome the battle inside, what is owed to anxiety's hold is there a better way to figure it out?

I sweep it all under the rug
Cover up the loss found inside of me and wash it down with blood
I was born with an option and taught to swim a flood
But the older I become I start to humor giving up
So pick it up, listen to all of the words in my head, and understand I'll have a shaky hand until they're said
And I don't know if I can get my mind-state back, but I would travel to the end just to feel that grasp
And that would be everything, speak it through the can on the line, and prophesize the future from the twinkle in my eye
I could wrinkle up and die in the room where the dreams started talking to me constantly and dancing through the sky
I'm alive, but growing up has proved to be a task, and left a couple daydreams broken down and smashed
Looking through the glass I don't feel so tall
So tell me how am I supposed to reach anything, anything at all
Anything at all

Tell me how, Can I grow to see the change in my life, I wanted, to overcome the battle inside, what is owed to anxiety's hold is there a better way to figure it out?

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