It seems things are indictive to, a distinct desire to Observe such, heal such Behave such that makes this hard for me I'm not real and i deny, i won't heal unless i cry I can't grieve, so i won't grow, i won't heal 'til i let it go I'm not real and i deny, i won't heal unless i cry It seems things are indicative to, a distinct desire to Observe such, heal such Behave such that makes this hard for me I'm not real and i deny, i won't heal unless i cry I can't grieve, so i won't grow, i won't heal 'til i let it go (x2) Cry, cry, cry 'til you know why, i lost myself, identify (x2) I'm not real and i deny, i won't heal unless i cry I can't grieve, so i won't grow, i won't heal 'til i let it go