Slipped by National
I'm in the city you hated
My eyes are falling
Counting the clicks with the living dead
My eyes are red
I'm in the crush and I hate it
My eyes are falling
I'm having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in
Is it weird to be back in the south?
And can they even tell
That the city girl was ever there
Or anywhere
I'm having trouble inside my skin
I try to keep my skeletons in
I'll be your friend
And a f*ck up and everything,
But I'll never be
Anything you ever want me to be.
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I keep coming back here where everything slipped
But I will not spill my guts out
I don't need any help to be breakable, believe me
I know nobody else who can laugh along to any kind of joke
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