It seems things are indictive to
A distinct desire to observe such, heal such
Behave such that makes this hard for meI'm not real and I deny
I won't heal unless I cry
I can't grieve, so I won't grow
I won't heal till I let it goI'm not real and I deny
I won't heal unless I cryIt seems things are indictive to
A distinct desire to observe such, heal such
Behave such that makes this hard for meI'm not real and I deny
I won't heal unless I cry
I cant grieve, so I won't grow
I won't heal till I let it goI'm not real and I deny
I won't heal unless I cry
I can't grieve, so I won't grow
I won't heal till I let it goCry, cry, cry till you know why
I lost myself, identify
Cry, cry, cry till you know why
I lost myself, identifyI'm not real and I deny
I won't heal unless I cry
I can't grieve, so I won't grow
I won't heal till I let it go