bygones

Keaton Henson

I let go the rest you know
I m afraid to let myself be frightened, oh love
I could have my reasoning
Just to let this season and those bygones
Be bygones
I write songs to wake me
Every course breaks me apart, my heart

I m already on my feet
Where else do you want me?
I might as well just hold my demons
Am I right or am I wrong?
I get sick of all my songs
Don t sing the words, just read between them
I play till my fingers bleed
Just to get you out of me
Just to get you on those pages

I ll make it hurt to me
I ll make it hurt to me
I ll make it hurt to me

I wrote down a symphony
Just to take my mind off all the leaving
I ve done
I can t paint it out of me
All I get is bruises on my knees and my thumb
I try hard to leave it
but I cannot write myself a story I like

I don t want to be the best
I am weary, let me rest
I m going to wait right here for no one
I m the reason I can t sleep
I got all my baby teeth
All buried underneath my grown ones
Oh, I fear the races run
I m afraid of everyone
I get scared of all this breathing

I give up
I m going to live if it kills me
I give up
I m going to live if it kills me

I give up
I m going to live if it kills me
I give up
I m going to live if it kills me

I give up
I m going to live if it kills me
I give up
I m going to live if it kills me

I give up
I m going to live if it kills me
I give up
I m going to live if it kills me

I give up
I m going to live if it kills me