Landon Tewers - Findlay download song

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bruises on my arms
But please just hear me out one last time, there just ain t a whole lot left for me to say, long before i d popped pills and swam in unpaid bills
of what it s like to feel so unloved
Of what it s like to feel so unloved, i gave up counting sheep Findlay, there just ain t a whole lot left for me to say

but please just hear me out one last time
choosing different sides
I had my first suicidal thoughts when i was 13 years old, family members die
He grabbed my head and said you better not talk, of what it s like to feel so unloved

Forget you ever even knew who i was, of what it s like to feel so unloved
choosing different sides
And i m packing my things and i m moving away, looking back now i can say i m proud
Looking back now i can say i m proud, and when you hear my voice or see my face, of what it s like to feel so unloved

of what it s like to feel so unloved
Stayed till i was breathing right, threw me down the stairs
i gave up counting sheep
But please just hear me out one last time, i gave up counting sheep

And when you call my phone i think i always choke, packing my things and i m moving away
Bruises on my arms, but please just hear me out one last time Findlay, forgive me for the lies i ve told
and when you hear my voice or see my face
Of what it s like to feel so unloved, stayed till i was breathing right, forget you ever even knew who i was

And when you hear my voice or see my face, looking back now i can say i m proud, of what it s like to feel so unloved
And you re okay with that, and i m packing my things and i m moving away
Packing my things and i m moving away, of what it s like to feel so unloved
Stayed till i was breathing right, i saw my best friends father beat his mother till she couldn t walk Findlay, there just ain t a whole lot left for me to say

there was a time i felt something other than restlessness at night
Blending with the crowd, there just ain t a whole lot left for me to say
He grabbed my head and said you better not talk, there just ain t a whole lot left for me to say
Some i ll never see, picked me up and cried Tewers, choosing different sides

and i m packing my things and i m moving away
And when you hear my voice or see my face, packing my things and i m moving away Tewers, of what it s like to feel so unloved
It s been a minute since we last spoke, i saw my best friends father beat his mother till she couldn t walk, i saw my best friends father beat his mother till she couldn t walk
a fucking household prisoner

a fucking household prisoner
I had my first suicidal thoughts when i was 13 years old, packing my things and i m moving away
I hope it gives a decent taste, i gave up counting sheep Tewers, i gave up counting sheep
split my family tree right in half

But please just hear me out one last time, blending with the crowd, i had my first suicidal thoughts when i was 13 years old
living check to check
picked me up and cried
Forgive me for the lies i ve told, picked me up and cried

There were scratches on my neck, stayed till i was breathing right, of what it s like to feel so unloved
Long before i d popped pills and swam in unpaid bills, of what it s like to feel so unloved, looking back now i can say i m proud
Forgive me for the lies i ve told, forget you ever even knew who i was
Cus i never fucking sleep, there was a time i felt something other than restlessness at night, cus i never fucking sleep

Forgive me for the lies i ve told, there just ain t a whole lot left for me to say
Forget you ever even knew who i was, threw me down the stairs, i hope it gives a decent taste
Forgive me for the lies i ve told, some i ll never see, i know my story s getting old
Was taken by the idea of an escape, maybe i m more human than you d like to believe, of what it s like to feel so unloved