that freckle tried to eat my mother
that bubble tried to pop my father
but we still have each other right now
holding on
just vessels holding on
these kids put holes in each other
blood where they played tag together
and as the ground streams velvet
they cry out
i guess that i don’t blame them
i’d probably do the same thing

you’re sad you’re scared you’re hurting
but what’s the point of worry?
“i’ve got my friends until the end”

my heart keeps swimming
keep float my dreams my living
but i’ll still put it all out there
because maybe i’ll get it right
maybe i got it right

hold on
go find yourself
because i found mine
in someone else