Cyberbully Tough from Compromised Compassion by The heartless Artichokes

I’m afraid of looking down and not seeing the ground
I am afraid of falling
I don’t know what will happen when the winter comes
I can hardly wrap my head around what the summer has done

I wanna travel through time
But the last time I tried
I don’t think anything happened
No I don’t think anything happened

Save for the scars
Save for the scars
Save for the

I have two fingers on the moment
trying to gauge it’s pulse
How much fight is left here
With our broken backs against the ropes

I don’t know what will happen when retribution comes
Everyone myself included is going to pay for what they’ve done
I’m afraid of looking in the mirror and things not getting any clearer
I am afraid of falling apart

Afraid of the scars
Afraid of the dark
Afraid of falling apart
I am afraid of falling

• Acoustic
• anti-folk
• folk punk
• lofi
• singer-songwriter
• Ypsilanti