Handwriting

Lyrics

I've been a drama-free mahogany handle to a paintbrush for a while now, fighting the feeling of dying to read your handwriting Open letter penned, I've been learning between kombucha sips and hookah rips while noticing that you haven't changed a bit and don't intend to Been a struggle to just befriend you with all these warheads locked and loaded in hopes no one closes in on your flaws For many days I marched around your barricade seven times every seventh day with trumpets blaring, waiting for the walls to fall Now I'm swimming in your shadow Fighting for a little piece of light is such a battlе I know there's gotta be a bеtter way And you're so driven but won't travel, waiting for slaughter with the other herds of cattle, never climbing to the peak to pray You're just gripping a sword and shield before laughter is revealed and smile resonates 'cause self-esteem fell between the cracks of the sewer grates And who's to say that the pain won't seep in? But you're choosing to reside on the deep end while I still choose to be a little ball of clay, never afraid to be molded by my circumstances, prepared for obstacles but no plans to crash Just amazed by the quotes of the love notes that I found in the back of this English class No wonder why you couldn't pass