I came to terms with the first cut
But the second cut hit way too deep
I embraced
I embraced imperfection
But it spit in my face
I may be out of tune
But at least I didn't fake it
I won't force you
But don't drag me down with you
Too different (too different) to join the pack
Too hollow (too hollow) to be full of it
The only thing burying you is yourself
I just need to take a breath
But my lungs found a new place to deflate