The stress is starting to show
In a world you call beautiful and I
Looked around
This whole small town
For what you think you need
For what you want from me and I
Keep coming up
Keep coming up empty

Shadowing to learn where
There's a lack in teaching
Making all the noise of the shyest angels
Going down deep
So deep, I can't breathe
And I don't regret a single thing I've seen

The stress is starting to show
In a world you call beautiful and I
Looked around
This whole small town
For what you think you need
For what you want from me and I
Keep coming up
Keep coming up empty

Shadowing to learn where
There's a lack in teaching
Making all the noise of the shyest angels


Lyrics submitted by canto_xii, edited by Tesseract1

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