Doing Better

Writing, so you know I'm better
 Can catch my breathing by the letters
 Grieving far below the pressure
 But sinking further than her heart was weaving
 Drowning myself almost every evening
 Wishing I had met her
 But there's no pressure
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 Softer now, I think I'm ready
 Thinking twice, she held me steady
 Six feet down, I'm almost buried
 But almost like in ways I seem to crave it
 So much so, I've even tried to name it
 Damn, my hands are sweaty
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 Oh, I think about the way these words are for display
 Just go around it, I don't need to fool it, girl
 You never thought that I–
 Yes, I'm doing better with my sleeping
 I need less time for weeping
 Yes, I know it's straining
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 But, I'm doing better with my–
 Steady, now tides are falling
 Catching more, I'm never stalling
 I'm on my feet, I'm hardly crawling
 But on her knees, she never liked to whisper
 Kept her close, she always seemed to shiver
 Wishing it was morning, ooh
 Oh, I think about the way these words are for display
 Just go around it, I don't need to fool it, girl
 You never thought that I–
 Yes, I'm doing better with my sleeping
 I need less time for weeping
 Yes, I know it's straining
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 But, I'm doing better with my–
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 Oh, I think about the way these words are for display
 Just go around it, I don't need to fool it, girl
 You never thought that I–
 Yes, I'm doing better with my sleeping
 I need less time for weeping
 Yes, I know it's straining
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 But, I'm doing better with my–