Healing

[Verse: Miles Canady]
I woke up in a cold sweat to a white sheet on my face
Pain in my stomach, I’m already seeking escape
Rip this sheet from my eyes, just a ceiling in sight
Feel my abs bandaged up and start peeling the tape
It can’t be that bad - no signs of damage, see? I’m fine
Then I hear a voice yell “he’s alive”
White coats rushing in, this can’t be what I think it is
Trying to deny it, but I feel the truth creeping in
While I try and justify why my jacket’s stained in blood beside me
And my hat is missing, I’m just running from what’s likely
I haven’t seen it since— never mind
White coats saying they’re doctors just tryna make sure my levels right
Despite their voices telling me to keep it on
I keep unraveling the tape to see what’s really wrong
Now it’s off, I can’t believe what I’m seeing
Why ain’t nobody tell me I was bleeding?

[Outro: Madison Leichnam]
In moments of destructive comfort, I thought everything was fine
Sure, I had my days, weeks, months, but it always fades with time
Right?
It wasn't until I started to dread being alone
Till under my eyes there grew a darker undertone
Till abuela told me I sounded different on the phone that I realized
My mind's location is unknown
How do you search for what should already be present?
I find a paper and pen to write a letter of intent to my brain
"I've tried to fix you, but to what extent?
I don't understand what's caused this discontent
Please, tell me where you went-"
"Listen to me!", it responded
"All I want is for you to listen to me"
I write back
"Okay"