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Possibly, Absolutely
by Good Hustle
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Streetlights, curb sides
Car rides to get my mind right
Keepsakes, mistakes
The fall that took my breathe away
Isn't it funny how everything can fall through your fingertips
And the words that could change were held back by my lips
Would you catch me if I would slip
And if I gave you my heart would you treasure it
Constant pressure
The weight is making my chest hurt
It gets better
The things they always say before shit got worse
Open your eyes this time instead of your mouth
Dig up all of the things that you forgot about
Has it taken you this long to figure it out
The answers that you found aren't what you sought out
I'm locked in, I have been
Where have you been, I'm waiting
Cut open, I'm bleeding
On the floor of your front door
I'm locked in, I have been
Where have you been, I'm waiting
Cut open, I'm bleeding
On the floor of your front door
Streetlights, curb sides
Car rides to get my mind right
Keepsakes, mistakes
The fall that took my breathe away
Isn't it funny how everything can fall through your fingertips
And the words that could change were held back by my lips
Would you catch me if I would slip
And if I gave you my heart would you treasure it
Constant pressure
The weight is making my chest hurt
It gets better
The things they always say before shit got worse
Open your eyes this time instead of your mouth
Dig up all of the things that you forgot about
Has it taken you this long to figure it out
The answers that you found aren't what you sought out
I'm locked in, I have been
Where have you been, I'm waiting
Cut open, I'm bleeding
On the floor of your front door
I'm locked in, I have been
Where have you been, I'm waiting
Cut open, I'm bleeding
On the floor of your front door
