We live in a world that's normalized bottling feelings up.
But use the word "*****" to describe the few that open up.
Why does our world have to be this way
Feels like talking is dead these days
You've got anxiety in depression at every single corner
Trying to talk about your feelings makes you the foreigner
Let me be here for you
Tell me all your problems I'll share mine too
Show me all the scars I'll kiss those too
Share with me all your dreams and I'll make them come true.