Everybody’s Worried About Owen
Overgrown
[Spoken Verse 1: Dear Me]
She hates me
Or that's what she said last night
That's what I told myself this morning
I told myself that it's all part of the creative process
I told myself that a relapse happens sometimes
They don't ask how many days I've got under my belt
They ask how many times I've quit quitting
She bit through my bottom lip one time
All the way through
She laughed while she did it
She had one hand in my hair
And the other around my neck
She laughed again
Licking the blood off her teeth
I think she liked watching mе bleed
Six fucking years and I still can't let
Someonе touch me the way that she did
[Chorus: Owen Trawick]
And you ask me to lay my head down
Take a load off, watch the bees
I started tumbling down the hillside
Muddy bruises
Follow me
But you kept laying in the blades of grass so verdant so pristine
I guess we all get overgrown
I guess we all get overgrown
[Verse 2: Owen Trawick & Dear Me]
Raspberry thick
Its constricting carnation
Sweet like Persephone
Seeds trapped by ignorance
If you love a person
You have to let them go
But not before digging
Your thorns deep in their throat
If you think I'm running
I promise I'm not
Your obsessive constrictions
Have left me to rot
Watching movies with friends
On a projector screen
Chain ‘em up while the yard burns
At least they’re closer to me, closer to me
[Chorus: Owen Trawick]
You ask me to lay my head down
Take a load off, watch the bees
I started tumbling down the hillside
Muddy bruises
Follow me
But you kept laying in the blades of grass so verdant so pristine
I guess we all get overgrown
I guess we all get overgrown