Because sometimes the truth isn’t said enough.
If weakness is a wound that no one wants to speak of
Then “cool” is just how far we have to fall
I am not immune, I only want to be loved
But I feel safe behind the firewall
Can I lose my need to impress?
If you want the truth I need to confess
I’m not alright, I’m broken inside
And all I go through, it leads me to You
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