It might feel bleak sometimes Like there´s no end in sight for you, for you No matter how hard you try It feels like you lose in all you´re doing, you´re doing
And it can be so rough Stressful enough Picking apart everything that you do
Some days don´t go quite The way you planned them Things can get fucked up and get real bad Whatever happens, know it gets better You can be happy, not sad It´s the lines on our faces That show us the map Where we´ve been, we´ve been
You´re bent and you´re broken You felt like a joke but it´s not true, not true Your threads come unwoven But we´ll patch you up real good, real good
And it can be so rough Stressful enough Picking apart everything that you do
Some days don´t go quite The way you planned them Things can get fucked up and get real bad But whatever happens, you know it gets better You can be happy, not sad It´s the lines on our faces That show us the map Where we´ve been, we´ve been
Some days don´t go quite The way you planned them Things can get fucked up and get real bad Whatever happens, know it gets better
You can be happy, not sad It´s the lines on our faces That show us the map Where we´ve been, we´ve been
The lines on our faces That show us the map Where we´ve been, we´ve been