My Mess Myles Smith

Sisters crying, slamming doors, plates are flying
I was born into a fractured family where a word could start a war
Lost my tongue when I spoke my piece, yeah
He grabbed my shirt and bruised my cheeks
Had a man had to go toe-to-toe with a boy thirteen
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Oh, sorry I'm so goddamn indecisive
I was raised just to do as I'm told
And I hate the way that I'm still like this
I'm still learning to walk on my own
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I tried changing the clothes I wear
Even cut my friends off and dyed my hair, but my roots run
Deep and the pain in my heart's still there
And I'm still not able to open up even
To the people that I love
It's a burden, it's a cloud, and it always seems to follow me around
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Oh, sorry I'm so goddamn indecisive
I was raised just to do as I'm told
And I hate the way that I'm still like this
I'm still learning to walk on my own
Sorry I'm so goddamn indecisive
I was raised just to do as I'm told
And I hate the way that I'm still like this
I'm still learning to walk on my own
♪
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my mess, my heart, my life
This is my life
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Ooh, sorry I'm so goddamn indecisive
I was raised just do as I'm told
And I hate the way that I'm still like this
I'm still learning to walk on my own