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kickstand - darren young lyrics

face down, this carpet underneath me tastes like coffee grounds
the people that critique me like to charge the mound
i’m always on receiving ends of their breakdowns
yeah, yeah
but it’s only for a moment, that we save face now
i found that our components may be safe sp*ced now
i’m at it til i find some rest above the ground
yeah, yeah

have i become a stan? or just another martyr?
head in the ceiling fan, cause i still miss my father
the months and days like quicksand
feels like i’ve become everyone’s kickstand
the crowded rooms and every neon wristband
i guess i’m thankful for the places i’ve been
i’m really starting to miss my old friends
& understanding how to make do and mend

i think i’m feeling better now
i open up my mouth and stupid sh*t falls out
but it’s all just a way for me to shout
to hide the cracks i don’t want seen
behind the jokes and what they mean
maybe they laugh but they don’t know
i’m using all the words to heal and grow
have i become a stan? or just another martyr?
head in the ceiling fan, cause i still miss my father
the months and days like quicksand
feels like i’ve become everyone’s kickstand
the crowded rooms and every neon wristband
i guess i’m thankful for the places i’ve been
i’m really starting to miss my old friends
& understanding how to make do and mend
have i become a stan? or just another martyr?

head in the ceiling fan, cause i still miss my father
the months and days like quicksand
feels like i’ve become everyone’s kickstand
the crowded rooms and every neon wristband
i guess i’m thankful for the places i’ve been
i’m really starting to miss my old friends
& understanding how to make do and mend

- darren young lyrics

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