Sunglasses
CHORUS:
Trying to hold it together, so not easy right now
Wanna cry, scream, run, too many people watching me
Keeping a close eye on me
I only have my sunglasses to hide my tears
But, I hold it back, breath and let it go
People always watch us as we go
They hold us back in a little box so that they can see
make us, fold us into what they want us to be
No one can see to your soul, when you have your sunglasses on
I wish I had you here because ...
CHORUS
Sunglasses can hide every tear in my eyes
and mine is doing it perfectly fine
It breaks me over and over again
when I see it happening
But I know it will all go away, someday
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