Softrock
Rebecca Coseboom / Ryan Coseboom
I have no map
No one to ask
I’m flailing wildly
For something to catch
I need some eyes outside of me
To give a boundary to my bleed
I need some edges just for me
To push on
A stronger girl
Wouldn’t feel like this
But I’m not her
And I can’t help it
There is no one to help me
And it’s not easy on me
You hold comparison points
For me to lose to
And it’s all on me to save this thing
Because you say the problem’s in my head
And though I might try it
Might not get any better
A stronger girl
Wouldn’t feel like this
But I’m not her
And I can’t help it
And though I try
It might not get better
When you hold the thing
Against which I measure
