you think to yourself, i am so overwhelmed, the problems in my life, cut through me like a knife, and these wounds left untreated, leave my senses depleted

what goes up, must come crashing down, to the ground, into a thousand little pieces, and i'll be there to clean it up

i think to myself, if you could just live as someone else, you'd see the problems that you claim, are trivial and lame, and your wounds are nothing more than scrapes, i think its time that you learned from your mistakes

but what happens when i am not? and can you take care of yourself? next time blame it on somebody else, its time to put your pride on the shelf

problems over exxagerated, to the point where i become frustrated, one day i won't be there to help you up, that will be the day, i finally give up.

Lyrics submitted by johnnyrogers

debris song meanings
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