Daniel Elm - Feedback

Everyone's got to know
What I can't figure out
I think I talk too much
I don't even like the sound
I wanna sit alone at the party
Sometimes it's all too much
I breath real real slow
And try to get back in touch
I sit in the corner of the room
Trying my best not to look at you
I think I talk too much
I don't even like the sound
If you're looking for me I'll be
In the corner of the room
in the lost and found
I'm wrapped up in hoodies and scarves
Covering up every one of my scars
I promise you and I cross my heart
Hope to die hope to die if I can't make my art
I feel like I'm getting mic feedback
Whenever it gets to be too much
Someone tell me they've got my back
When I feel like I'm gonna combust
Not a single thought goes through my head
Except every thought that I've ever had
Can't make out a single word
I try to focus and my vision blurs
I wanna run screaming bloody murder
It feels like my life's coming to an end
I guess I'll see you on the other side
If this feeling ever ends my friend

Written by:
Daniel Solberg

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