***Trigger Warning***
Mental Health

We stole our yin and yang
From each other and the bell rang
To signal the end of class
It’s time for us to kick ass
In our summer clothes
He runs with the heathens, God knows
And I fight with the wind
Obsessed with the way I’ve sinned
And I think maybe I lie
When I say I want to die
Coz the water won’t force its way down my throat
And no matter what I do hope float
And they’re all lions who eat me for dinner
If you bet on me you’re onto a winner
Coz I’ve got a glass of wine in one hand
And the other held out to understand
And they say I’m wrong and going to hell
So it’s a secret I never tell
As they lock me up, high and dry
All because I want to try
To seek the seasons in my skin
Winter is cold and it won’t let me in