Something On My Chest

from Out Of Here by Ardie Collins

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lyrics

You were young, fell off the bough
It forces a contortion of your face into a frown
And so I must accept that I’ll always be the clown

And though I should’ve guessed
I felt I should confront you; there was something on my chest
And when I lie horizontal it weighs me down

And so we strive for a legacy
A needless piece of something to prove that we once breathed
I earned myself an epigraph and I thought I’d feel complete

And though I should’ve guessed
I felt I should confront you; there was something on my chest
And when I lie horizontal I can hardly breathe

Perhaps it’s in my head
Congealing my neuroses, transcending out of bed
An alloy forms out of stomach and lead

And though I should’ve guessed
I felt I should confront you; there was something on my chest
And when I lie horizontal my legs they fear they're dead

A useless, weakened clasp
Your voice is barely present like an underwhelming rasp
It lingers in the distance like a truth that’s hard to grasp

And though I should’ve guessed
I felt I should confront you; there was something on my chest
And when I lie horizontal I splutter between gasps