Making Progress

By Crease

On Vindication

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I don't want to be what you want to be

I want to be myself. I just want to be

I don't want to hear what you have to say

All the things you do, just to fuck with me

Reach into my plastic bag for help

One more trip, and I'll fly myself away

Just a few more days, I'll be out of this daze

I'm making progress, I told myself so

I think it's a phase, with all my twisted ways

I'm making progress, I told myself so

You don't want to know what you want to know

I don't want to leave. I don't want to go

Remember how to be, how to love, how to lie, how to hate

How to get to me

Remember when we kiss, roses are so rеd

One more trip, and I'll fly myself away

I don't want to say what I havе to say

Let me be alone. I don't want to say

Remember what it's like? Everyday, holding back

In the end it's down to you or me

Once upon a time, feels like forever and a day

One more trip, and I'll fly myself away