James Grew - a slower black Lyrics

Sell yourself short, so you won't be disappointed
And don't stop crying- there's nothing wrong with wrong with being alone

So you tell yourself those lies, like everything's alright
Though you're broken on the inside
Your heart still beats just fine

Swing the sickle of an empty harvest
Half bloomed; but you, regardless

And I know he's gone- at least you got away
Know heartache's long
(There's happiness in pain)

Can't shake dead weight
So damn heavy- A slower black keeps my hand steady

So you tell yourself those lies like wounds heal with time