Want To - The Almost

Truth works just like it needs to

Sharp, an ugly riding

Off the lips of someone strange

Oh, how weird it can be

Looking at you, looking at me

I know just what you think

Yeah, I know just what you think

I can’t take this down

I don’t need it

No, I don’t want it

God, I don’t want it

I want to feel proud

I won’t let them see

Won’t let them see me

Won’t let t hem see me now

It should be easier

The back of my throat is so dry

The sick in my chest won’t subside

The ugly that is now is real

The helplessness of my pain

Me knowing the weight of my shame

Can you get me out?

Yeah come on, get me out

I can’t tell how I lie

I can’t tell why

I’m not gonna make it out real clean

I can’t tell when it’s real

I can’t tell what I feel

Maybe this is numb?

Maybe this is me?

If this is really me help me

To separate fact from fiction

Separate fact from fiction

If I am really free, help me

It should be easier