I grieve the picture we painted for ourselves (6.24.23) Lyrics

I grieve the picture we painted for ourselves

And would look at and say

Gosh, "doesn't that sound great?"

Though we couldn't afford varnish and no frame ever fit

We were false artists (I think u mean con-artists)

Every conversation would turn into a match

I always won i am my mothers child

I ain't perfect n i'll say it n i'll say it again

We all flawed traumatized projecting shit do we have to pretend?

Like this ain't happening

Like we don't all live with this

I mean i guess there's the average joe

Who got love from his mama

N his father ain't a

They emanating healthy relations

Secure stable stations

I grieve the picture that we painted for ourselves

I grieve the picture we painted for ourselves

And would look at and say,

Gosh ain't that a pretty place

Quiet reflections, you and i

Stumble and fall we watched ourselves bleed

Wash and repeat it became our routine

My wounds damp like wet dog and these gauze plead

And we go over and back

Oh over and back

And over and back

Til we leave

And we go over and back

Oh over and back

Turn over and crack

Like a leaf