The rumors that you manifest I always thought you'd say it best
You talk a lot now but say nothing at all
I'm done with this weather, old souls that surrender
Coming up short but wanting much better
This life we had no choice to start
Surely not for weak of heart
Your smile makes me sick, I'm getting used to it
I'm up all night just passing time
Afraid to sleep and fall in line
Wake up someone else who cares about himself
If I'm just bummer give me 'til summer and I'll prove I'm alright
I'm made up of bad news, let downs and sad hues
But I'm still fighting
These letters that I never sent, full of words I thought I meant
Wrote them long ago, so scared to let you know
You're not inclined to hold your own
Make your own opinions known
Instead you're giving up and settling for what?
If I'm just bummer give me 'til summer and I'll prove I'm alright
I'm made up of bad news, let downs and sad hues
But I'm still fighting

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