I might´ve spent six months lying on my living room floor I might´ve been sick, then well, then sick some more I might be prouder of me
Than I ever have been
I´ve been learning about letting go How to do it without my claws scratching the surfaces I´ve been learning about wasting time and closing some doors Hoping to open more down the line
I knew from miles away that I would detonate I tried some magic tricks to skip my fate And then gave up the ball as a defender The trick was simply to surrender
I´ve been learning about letting go How to do it without my claws scratching the surfaces I´ve been learning about wasting time and closing some doors
Hoping to open more down the line
It´s okay, it´s okay Make mistakes, make mistakes It´s okay, it´s okay Make mistakes, make mistakes It´s okay, it´s okay Make mistakes, make mistakes It´s okay, it´s okay Make mistakes, make mistakes It´s okay, it´s okay Make mistakes, make mistakes It´s okay, it´s okay Make mistakes, make mistakes It´s okay, it´s okay Make mistakes, make mistakes Make mistakes, make mistakes