I think I need somebody, I think I need someone. someone to come and save me from my torment, save me from myself.
I think I need somebody, I think I need someone, to save me from the ink, and the grasp of my pen
I think I need somebody, I think I need someone, to save me, just to save me
It seems to me like such an easy plan, to come and turn my life around
I fix my flaws, make myself pretty but the fruit of it is still quite bland.
I think I need somebody someone cause I’m that girl everybody knows
You say my bark is all I got but truly I’m scared to know what will come of me if it was ever to stop.
I guess it makes a lot of things we simply can’t agree on.
I think I need a somebody, a someone, to lick my wounds when it gets to rough
Fix me like kitsugi ,convince me that my ‘perfect’ is still quite enough.
Because what is a a shiny metal covered in red and orange rust
Need you to drip me in peroxide, colour with me with glitter rid me of dust.
You call me gold, and I would remind you that I need to breathe
Reducing me to shiny metal that loses it’s shine with every scream
Oct 25, 2025
Oct 25, 2025 at 10:17 PM UTC
I think I need somebody, I think I need someone. someone to come and save me from my torment, save me from myself.
I think I need somebody, I think I need someone, to save me from the ink, and the grasp of my pen
I think I need somebody, I think I need someone, to save me, just to save me
It seems to me like such an easy plan, to come and turn my life around
I fix my flaws, make myself pretty but the fruit of it is still quite bland.
I think I need somebody someone cause I’m that girl everybody knows
You say my bark is all I got but truly I’m scared to know what will come of me if it was ever to stop.
I guess it makes a lot of things we simply can’t agree on.
I think I need a somebody, a someone, to lick my wounds when it gets to rough
Fix me like kitsugi ,convince me that my ‘perfect’ is still quite enough.
Because what is a a shiny metal covered in red and orange rust
Need you to drip me in peroxide, colour with me with glitter rid me of dust.
You call me gold, and I would remind you that I need to breathe
Reducing me to shiny metal that loses it’s shine with every scream
Jeff buckley reference :)
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