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woollen mittens
02:56
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But all the spots on my face
They won't go away
I put mountains of cream on them
Just to feel okay
Tried to sleep for longer
To reduce my eye bags
My one week of happiness
Ain't coming back
Try to accept that I'll always be red
Always be masculine and never perceived as
Something delicate
Something non-harmful
Look, I swear to god that I won't be an arsehole
Paranoia is common
In my daily routine
That bus driver definitely hates me
I think I'm gonna throw up
If I get too scared
My first response to sadness
Is to be irrepaired
Try to relinquish those thoughts in your head
That men will not harm you
But most men will try to appear
Sheepishly tame
Only to hurt you
I shan't take this personally I've learnt from last few
I'll declaw my paws
Put on woollen mittens
I'm shamelessly trying to be tame I'll admit it
I'm not like the rest
I'll be as small as I can
No matter my identity I'll always be viewed as a man
Grow my hair out
Shave my face everyday
Cut holes in my chest
If I don't eat the pain will go away
I don't deserve life
Or the praise that I get
If I try hard to pretend
Then I'll seem like I am just
Confidently broken
Tragically unspoken
An artist in peril
I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls
With my teeth not my claws
Oh why is it human just to want
To be loved by everyone
Confidently broken
Tragically unspoken
An artist in peril
I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls
With my teeth not my claws
Oh why is it human just to want
To be loved by everyone
Confidently broken
Tragically unspoken
An artist in peril
I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls
With my teeth not my claws
Oh why is it human just to want
To be loved by everyone
Confidently broken
Tragically unspoken
An artist in peril
I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls
With my teeth not my claws
Oh why is it human just to want
To be loved by everyone
Confidently broken
Tragically unspoken
An artist in peril
I'm less peril more pathetic
I'm scratching at these walls
With my teeth not my claws
Oh why is it human just to want
To be loved by everyone
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I hit a bunny with me car today
Not saying that I am okay
But I'm doing better than Mr. Hops
I wasn't going that fast and it wasn't my fault
I caught your back legs
Looked in my rear view mirror
Saw you writhing around on the tarmac
Oh god, oh god, oh god, oh god
I could've just kept driving
I could've pretended it never happened
But I couldn't live with myself
Its emotional pain
Would there be more damage if I didn't know your fate?
I talk about damage but my legs aren't broken
I'm not on the roadside waiting to be roadkill
I turned around, put my hazards on and parked up on veggies and leaves
We live in the countryside these things are bound to happen eventually
I get out of my car, another car speeds by and flips you over
You're still but in another reality I wish this hit you but you're still breathing
I could've just kept driving
I could've pretended it never happened
But I couldn't live with myself
Its emotional pain
Would there be more damage if I didn't know your fate?
I talk about damage but my legs aren't broken
I'm not on the roadside waiting to be roadkill
My foots above your neck
I try not to look in your terrified eyes
By looking at my knee
It's raised up eternalknee
I can't do it
I can't do it
You're still a baby
I can't do it
I can't do it
I don't know how many blows this is gonna take
I can't do it
I can't do it
You're still a baby
I can't do it
I can't do it
I don't know how many blows this is gonna take
I went to pick you up by your tummy
You shrieked and squealed like a child begging for mummy
You looked into my eyes and
I felt paralysed and
Didn't know if putting you on the side of the road was the right thing to do
I can't do it (Why?)
I can't do it
You're still a baby
I can't do it (Why?)
I can't do it
I don't know how many blows this is gonna take
I can't do it (Why?)
I can't do it
You're still a baby
I can't do it (Why?)
I can't do it
I don't know how many blows this is gonna take
I can't do it (Why?)
I can't do it
You're still a baby
I can't do it (Why?)
I can't do it
I don't know how many blows this is gonna take
I can't do it (Why?)
I can't do it
You're still a baby
I can't do it (Why?)
I can't do it
I don't know how many blows this is gonna take
I should've just kept driving
I should've pretended it never happened
But I couldn't live with myself
It's emotional pain
Would there be more damage if I didn't know your fate?
I talk about damage but my legs aren't broken
I'm not on the roadside waiting to be roadkill
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ewy Leeds, UK
ewy is a singer-songwriter from york, uk and is currently based in leeds. they make aggressively vulnerable songs
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