The Foreign Body - THE TRUTH IS

To rest my head
Looking for a place
To call my own
To call my home
Looking for a place
To rest my head
Looking for a place
If only for a little while
That's just enough
If I could breathe
I'd get a rush
I'd get a rush
I'd get a rush
You're wasting time
Always in a rush
You're in a rut
You're in a rut
You want to go
But you feel stuck
Another day
Another night
You're out of luck
You're out of luck
It doesn't get easier you just get used to it
I can't find my footing, I think the floor I fell through it
Keep your advice to yourself you haven't been through this
Keep telling myself I'll be fine but I know it's bullshit
Bullshit
Keep telling myself I'll be fine but I know it's bullshit
Blindside biding and chewing my tongue
I stress so still but my heart is a gun
Blasting off I'll just beat it again
Being wrong could this be the end?
Terror that fills every cavity
I'm warping the distance between you and me
Disaster strikes was it all meant to be?
It all meant to be?
It all meant to be?
It doesn't get easier you just get used to it
I can't find my footing, I think the floor I fell through it
Keep your advice to yourself you haven't been through this
Keep telling myself I'll be fine but I know it's bullshit
Bullshit
Keep telling myself I'll be fine but I know it's bullshit
Bullshit
Keep telling myself I'll be fine but I know it's bullshit

Written by:
Ibrahim Selanikio, Solomon Walker

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