When the skin and vessels underneath
Choose the space for bruising
I’m somewhere in between
Clumsily pulling on the strings
[Chorus]
Oh, my mistakes are hardly that
At their points of contact
As the shades of grey grow redder
I should have known better
[Verse 2]
Soon the pain will be removed
As your skin regains its hue
You’ll be rid of everything except me
[Chorus]
Oh, my mistakes are hardly that
As the shades of grey grow redder
I should have known
That I’m only letting me get the best of me
I’m only letting me get the best of me
[Verse 1] When the skin and vessels underneath Choose the space for bruising I’m somewhere in between Clumsily pulling on the strings [Chorus] Oh, my mistakes are hardly that At their points of contact As the shades of grey grow redder I should have known better [Verse 2] Soon the pain will be removed As your skin regains its hue You’ll be rid of everything except me [Chorus] Oh, my mistakes are hardly that As the shades of grey grow redder I should have known That I’m only letting me get the best of me I’m only letting me get the best of me Explain Request ×
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