My Own Private South Oaks Songtext

The weight's been slipping away for days.
Sleeping on the floor and trying hard not to breathe,
it seems this just might be unravelling me.
I woke up just in time
to watch my friends fall apart.
I fear I've been dreaming for far too long.
It's not the silence that haunts
It's the dark.

So I've been counting the missed steps
and scrawling them all down
in a notebook marked second chances
I used to keep around.
It was mostly sketches of deep skies
and a few other places that I've been
the phone number of a fellow tortured soul
I know I'll call once I learn to let people in.

Restart. Rewind.
Reframe the image to a legible size.
Stand straight. Don't hide
the bloodstains you wear so well with pride.
Encouragement
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like healing would ever need a reason
They're only telling me the good things,
any more bad news they just might find me dead.

Focus on this:
Take time to go heal on your own.
Focus on anything.
Restart a heart thicker than bone.

Second chance-faded memories,
and all those times I watched in awe.
Always somewhat slipping,
now I'm bored again.

For days and for weeks, [Focus on this.]
never lose time again.
Never lose time watching it all. [Focus on anything.]
Strengthen the ones that have kept me whole.
Focus on this:
Take time to go heal on your own.
Focus on anything.
Restart a heart thicker than bone.

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