Fifty-seven years
A hundred kin are dead
Worried signs way out of my skin
I feel the roses on my face
Bloody knees fell into the modern day
Don't tell me
I'm only
Under the weather
Feeling so strange
Growing pains
Dust bowl dreams
Haunted sleep
Waking up to promises I can't keep
Fill my lungs
With so much of hometown loss
Help me feel comfortable
Don't tell me
I'm only
Under the weather
Feeling so strange
Growing pains
It's just a feeling
It's all that it is
Those aren't your worries
You have no regrets
But my head keeps falling
Out of my hands
I'd love to feel good
Got lines in the sand
Don't tell me
I'm only
Under the weather
Feeling so strange
Growing pains
Don't tell me
I'm acting
A little dramatic
Feeling so strange
Growing pains...

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