Verse
(One million little bandaids)
When I was a child I was force master stone
Scared to take a risk and failed even in my home
I didn’t know what to do with my saint teddy’s
So I just buried it ’bout six feet deep
And my worst kinda hurt to but
Yeah my worst kinda hurt to it’s hands
plans
Pre-Chorus
it it it need
I know it’s hard
it’s to cover up
a million little
Verse
oxygen to a seeking soul
If deny, cravin’ war control
And every a knars and hole around my
And I sleep cold and dark
And worst kinda hurt to but
And worst kinda hurt to it’s
plans
Chorus
it it it need
scars
I it was break to live
a
a
a heart
a
Refrain
it it it need
and you’re with a heart
it go, it fly, keep once try
and you’re with a heart
it it it need
and you’re with a heart
Outro
I know it’s hard
it’s to cover up
a million little
