Can I stay awake long enough to get a look at your face See if it's really changed that much since we last came So close, and ain't it strange to know someone else better than yourself But I don't think it'll help I don't think it'll help, but what do I know about composure over my mental health Fall back on familiar patterns and dangerous habits; a false sense of control I've gathered that you would rather have a wider range to roam So when you weigh your options and cross that body of aquamarine May you find your peace with the pieces we can't rebuild Rinse and repeat At first it seemed a fitting curse: retribution for the worst things that I'd done on this earth And when I fell, I fell back on verse It was the morning of with a mouthful of dirt Choke and brush it off, only making things worse The weight of my worth weighed so heavy on my shoulders Fall back