You're good for nothing
You said it once to me before
Found someone wiser, better
But that was just in my thoughts
Intrusive thoughts have gotten worser, I should drink some water
Confuse myself as another, I've been feeling smaller (Smaller, smaller)
Smaller, smaller
I'm getting on it, I-I, I-I'm getting on it
I made a promise, I-I, I-I-I-I'm honest
A dime a dozen? You-you're worth the compromises
You-oh-ooh-ooh, you-oh-ooh-ooh
I wanna be your right hand
Wanna be your right hand
Be your right hand
Rain hits the window
Only to see the other side is dry
Depicts a feeling
Of being torn between two sides
There's a side of me that's closed, another overpowers
One stays in bed asleep, others counting hours (Hours, hours)
Hours, hours (One, two, three, four)
I'm getting on it, I-I, I-I'm getting on it
I made a promise, I-I, I-I-I-I'm honest
A dime a dozen? You-you're worth the compromises
You-oh-ooh-ooh, you-oh-ooh-ooh
I wanna be your right hand
Wanna be your right hand
Be your right hand
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