Couch Comrade - Abby Holliday

Couch Comrade

Abby Holliday

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Oh, how I self-soothe

How I bruise

Like an apple that's fallen from a tree

From the inside out I'm rotting

I fight for my youth

And play it cool

But I'm naked at school in my dreams

I bet it means that they see right through me

Couch comrade

Do you wanna know what keeps me going?

It's not the things I have

It's becoming the person you think I am

Oh, we can go for a walk 'til I understand

Oh, those kind eyes

I despise

How nothing really gets you down

I just let you in and I let you out

You hold me when I drop my crown

And your belief is curing my doubt

Couch comrade

Do you wanna know what keeps me going?

It's not the things I have

It's becoming the person you think I am

Oh, we can go for a walk 'til I understand

Who do you think I am?

Should we not figure out the meaning?

Should we not figure out why?

Should we keep going outside?

Should we keep laying down?

Should we lay right here on the couch?

Couch comrade

Do you wanna know what keeps me going?

It's not the things I have

It's becoming the person you think I am

Oh, we can go for a walk 'til I understand

Who do you think I am?

Who do you think I am?

- It's already the end -