Testo Overexposed

You give up a few things
Chasing a dream
I keep running away from
Every sin I made at seventeen
Took the scenic route
Down a dead end street
Thought I'd find you there
Thought I'd find what I might need
Oh sweet oxygen
Let me breathe again

And it shows
I'm overexposed with fear in tow
The same lyrical tropes and overused notes
Well I cut the rope
That I tied to the past
I've always known
I'd like to be the water where you float

You're begging for a reason
I'm trying to explain
That what you're hearing's What I need to say
Been crawling through the darkness
Been fighting off the pain
My scars still show
It gets worse every day

Oh sweet oxygen
Let me breathe again
With your hands around my neck
I'm starting to give in

And it shows
I'm overexposed with fear in tow
The same lyrical tropes and overused notes
I cut the rope
That I tied to the past
I've always known
I'd like to be the water where you float

The sins I made at seventeen
Have started crashing down on me
I'm swimming against
The currents of regret
That brought you to me

It shows
I'm overexposed with fear in tow
The same lyrical tropes and overused notes
I cut the rope
That I tied to the past
I've always known
I'd like to be the water where you float