A Space To Grow

Six long hours in my head I watched people in cars
It made me feel like I’m living, I guess it’s never that hard
Let’s live outside of the city and blame the ones that I loved
For all the shit that I carried when I was never enough
I found a cut somewhere, where we could all lay
The world was waking up
And I’m learning now that my heart isn’t breaking down
It’s my world so just pray with me, pray with me, pray with me
'Cause I’m spent, yeah I spent them all
Those long confusing hours with my mind turned on
The world was getting louder
I found myself on edge
My feet were over water just a song in my head
That reminded me I’ll never be alone
I found a cut somewhere, where we could all lay
It’s frank and it’s fucked
But I’m learning now that my heart isn’t breaking down
It’s my world so I’ll take another look at my life
And give everything I own to all the people in my heart
I am free, I am freezing
I am wrong, I am so obscure it’s terrible
And I’m loved but in between the cars they bother me
I helped make the art that hangs on your walls
It plays in your heart, it stays in your arms
You’re not a machine, I’m sure of that
You’re every bit like me
You gave up on your dreams
And now you’re stuck with that
You settled for the pencil days
I’m a paint brush in a way
I’m simple, yeah I’m plain, I’m colored all the same
I have meaning if you find it in yourself
I’ll sell myself or not like I really give a fuck
I’m just an artist on a shelf
And I’m learning now that my heart isn’t breaking down
It’s my world so I’ll take another look at my life
And give everything I own to all the people in my heart
I am free, I am free