Ribbons

I really felt cut to ribbons I guess I hate criticism But I'm art, you're in my museum If you're smart, if you're smart, if you're smart

You will shut your mouth and listen While I give you who I am You will fasten your attention While I'm jamming in the trance

It's a major problem if I can be bothered I should leave opinions all alone to squash em

But it's f*cked up when I think about you Now I need a dump truck for the pile of unused Pieces of the soul still waiting for the daylight But I'm going back there cause I can make it right

I don't know if you need me But I'll be around here I won't be leaving I will be the sound board for your potential You can always come back home if you're freezing

Do you want it that bad? You can tell me first if you need to relapse You don't gotta show anyone that you're sad You can find a deeper love A deeper way to get there

Still awakening fine but I get so freaked out In my mind I lie and get caught in the same old things (same old things) But I've got you here to put words to the shit I can't say (I can't say) I throw on the lights and hit play for myself to sing

You thought you need to be special You thought you needed more You just need open to find yourself To find yourself, to find your Do you want it that bad?

You can tell me first if you need to relapse You don't gotta show anyone that you're sad You can find a deeper love A deeper way to get there

They don't need it that bad You can take your time while you find your way back You don't gotta show anyone that you're sad You can find a deeper love A deeper way to get there

You thought you need to be special You thought you needed more You just need open to find your Deeper love, a deeper way to get there

You thought you need to be special You thought you needed more You just need open to find your Deeper love, a deeper way to get there

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Your Voice was leading me back

I was tracking down the reasons I complained Questions I should probably ask in grace Felt career in music ran its course Let it go, my artist self rejoiced

Spoke in coaching bout a different way Making things to make em, just to play Making things because that's how I'm made Now I share to move it through the phase

Pack told me that I really gave enough That I'd made enough art for the world to touch That I'd said what I said and I made the dents So I took a deep breath and away I went

I still believe the internet ain't for me As artist I'm better off the phone in peace But every cycle has a moment when I come to teach Every house has a window, you can come and peek

And that's the truth, it took a while to learn I'm on the spiral earning ever time it turns With attachment burning while I fast and binge Hope I finally give that to the past again

If I seek for purpose then addiction spins, filling my mind with lies that I need the trend Filling my time escaping what's mine to live I wonder why I forget it's all shits & giggs

Used to get pissed to win Used to pinch myself to get in touch with the pain while recording lyrics and Sourced it from shame and avoidant messages Would force it to fit the distorted images

Stopped the abuse when I saw how it pushed me Dying by my own hand lost in the snow Out cold wonder how I separated from the pack Never noticing your Voice that was leading me back

Your Voice was leading me back (You can find a deeper love)