Lyrics

Hold them in
Can't shed away the dead skin
And rid the soul of what constricts your broken heart

What’s there to worry
About relinquishing the key
To those who wish the best and do no harm
To those who held on and were there from the start
To those who listened as I bathed in the dark
You heal my scars

An open book, worn and frayed
For those who choose to read
A page turn later, a hope that someday
I’ll lose this sense of anxiety

Handpick your closest
The ones who make you feel blessed
For every one there’s twenty fakes
And holding on was a mistake
To those who wish the best and do no harm
To those who held on and were there from the start
To those who listened as I bathed in the dark
You heal my scars
You heal my scars