Bleachless
Elizabeth graceCause’ when you’re life’s on the table then there’s not much left to hide
Begging for contagion
These hospitals won’t save us
When these toxins leave us
Is that when we’ll be bleachless?
All you have to say is that it’s gonna get better
It’s gonna get better, but it never does
And all you have to say, is it’s gonna get better
It’s gonna get better but it never does
It never does
It never does
I’m not sick with depression
I just have all the symptoms
And all the questions
My thoughts can’t stabilize
Feelings I can’t verbalize
All you have to say is that it’s gonna get better
It’s gonna get better, but it never does
And all you have to say, is it’s gonna get better
It’s gonna get better but it never does
It never does
It never does
I’ll keep faith in hovering over ink until it perforates
And makes all the ends meet like I keep praying it does
All you have to say is that it’s gonna get better
It’s gonna get better, but it never does
And all you have to say, is it’s gonna get better
It’s gonna get better but it never does
It never does
It never does
It never does
It never does
It never does