You

Look in the mirror again
I haven’t changed nearly enough
Look at the photographs again
There is a mother with her child
Ooh to be you
Believe and it will come
There’s a heart in my chest
But I’m worried cause I can’t feel my hands again
You are young and alive
You share your heart like it’s god damn easy
You have so many friends
But you’re fucking fake
With your flower bouquets
Ooh to be you
Believe and it will come
There’s a heart in my chest
But I’m worried cause I can’t feel my hands again
Try again