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From preschool to the modern day,
I feel I never came of age.
All the years I threw away,
To preserve my youthful naivete.
Thinking of the life I could have tasted,
Makes me feel my time was wasted.

And though I wish I weren’t, I’m still standing.
And though I wish I weren’t, I’m still here.

Moved out from my parent’s home,
Brought my cat, guitar, and comb,
Looked around and settled down
On the other side of town.
But all I’ve gained from striking out on my own,
Is when I need support, I’m all alone.

And though I wish I weren’t, I’m still standing.
And though I wish I weren’t, I’m still here.

All I do is all I know,
And how I wish to make it so
I change the wirings of my mind,
And ideally chance to find,
That past the screams and scarred-up arms,
Is a man to whom I’d do no harm,
But I doubt I’ll make it so,
Since all I do is all I know.

And I know I wish I weren’t, but I’m still standing.
I know I wish I weren’t, but I’m still here.
Though I’m always fumbling, I’m still standing.
And despite my best attempts, I’m still here.

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from Deer In The Headlights, released February 2, 2018

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