Four Letter Words - Brutal Youth

Bittersweet.

Fell down, broke teeth.

But the risk was worth the fall.

Vulnerability wouldn’t mean a thing without the threat of drops of salt

I’m doing all that I can to stay up off the ground,

but my heart weighs a ton and it’s dragging me down.

I was holding my breath for so long I gave up

now I’m dizzy, light headed, I just can’t… Ah, Fuck it!

The largest thorn in my side is the feeling that I might be a 'regret'

And I can’t stop the paranoia 'til I can pull this fuckin' arrow from my chest

And I can see that your defenses are engaged because you’re scared to takea fall

Well, you can board the doors and windows but I’m still breaking through these

walls.