lion s den

Grace Vanderwaal

I don t know how to be with myself
Colors aren t as bright as they used to be
Forget the girl they wanted me to be
And I don t know how to be okay
The audience in my head looking up at me
Pretending just for them, because they need me

I m human and I m falling
But you tell me, I m flying
But its building and I can t breathe
Wanna feel the way that I used to be
So I go out get fucked up, so that
Weirdly I can feel like a kid again
And the lights, all like magic
Nothing s wrong, twisted dramatic
And then the morning comes and its bad again
Dancing in th? lion s den
Dancing in the lion s den

And I gu?ss we re all just trying to work it out
Trying to get back to our child s self
Chasing the feeling, finding the meaning
But just continuing to cut ourselves
And I still remember, how it all felt
The sun on my skin and ice cream would melt
And now I m at parties, stay past 3AM
And I m smoking too much, just to feel it again

I m human and I m falling
But you tell me, I m flying
But its building and I can t breathe
Wanna feel the way that I used to be
So I go out get fucked up, so that
Weirdly I can feel like a kid again
And the lights (And the lights
and the lights, and the lights), all like magic
Nothing s wrong (Nothing s wrong
nothings wrong, nothings wrong), twisted dramatic
And then the morning comes and its bad again
Dancing in the lion s den
Dancing in the lion s den
Dancing in the lion s den
Dancing in the lion s den
Dancing in the lion s den
Dancing in the lion s den