And it feels like I can breath again
I feel oxygen in my lungs
The rain clouds finally disapated
Maybe my wounds healed up
And I thought I'd be broken forever
Thought I would never be loved
I may not always be perfect
But I don't mind who I've become
And it feels like I have hope again
Dug myself out the gutter
I wish it happened earlier
Made my friends start to wonder
If I'd always be this broken
Three years I fucked away
Maybe I'm not always perfect
But I'm a little better nowadays
Got to tell my therapist
That things are finally looking up
No longer feeling I'm half empty
You can only be sad for so long
Its not like I'll never have bad days
With overwhelming trauma and anxiety
But I'm learning how to trust again
And that I deserve the love that I recieve
And not everything's how I percieve
That care and kindness isn't meant to decieve
Life can't be led on the qui vive
Its been three months and I'm starting to believe
(In three months I'll start to believe)
Its been three months and I'm starting to believe
(In three months I'll start to believe)
Its been three months and I'm starting to believe
(In three months I'll start to believe)
Its been three months I'm starting to believe
A vibrant vision of "Central Americana" from the Costa Rica-based artist, blending heartland devotionals with playful Tropicália grooves. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 27, 2022