If i could go anywhere i would go
Down where my soul is empty
So i wouldn't bare the weight of you

If i could be anything
I'd be a bird with wooden wings
I wouldn't fly
But i wouldn't break

Chorus:
Oh oh oh
Its these little things
You are gone
And now i'm free
I can do anything

There's pretty flowers on the table
There is smoke coming out of my mouth

Its blowing out
The window now

If i keep pushing them all away
I'll have nothing left to say
I'll be a blank, a blank page
But when depression
It gets in me
It's makes it so i can barely speak
And i can't say
Hey come back please
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