Slim and Red - Rebirth Through Fire

I find myself running through your fingers
Picking up my heels so that I don't trip over
Your funny misshapen nails
Misshapen nails
It's a crime that I have to carry your heavy burden
And for what
To spare your feelings
Well what about mine, what about my sanity
Cause I'm wearing thin
Wearing thin
For making up excuses for why I'm so bitter and mean
Wishing I could wash this away
Wishing it would all go away
Oh stars won't you make me brand new
Break me, scratch me out, pure as you
Wishing I could wash this away
Wishing is would all go away
Oh stars won't you make me brand new
Break me, scratch me out, pure as you
I want to appreciate the green grass in between my toes
Breathe the fresh air
Into my open lungs
But I can't cause I'm dying inside, wrapped around your crooked finger
Release, sweet release
Will be when I am six feet
Six feet down
Wishing I could wash this away
Wishing it would all go away
Oh stars won't you make me brand new
Break me, scratch me out, pure as you
Wishing I could wash this away
Wishing is would all go away
Oh stars won't you make me brand new
Break me, scratch me out, pure as you

Written by:
Laura Deane

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