The trails in the woods

1. Verse One:
   The trails in the woods
   Were neither clear nor descript
   I’m broken
   One that’s void of all discretion

Chorus:
Being born
Forget the implications
It feels like I can’t breathe
What you thought this song meant

Verse Two:
I think about my purpose in life
and a head to match.
It gets better
If today’s the day it gets tired

Chorus
Being born
Cause I’m a wishful thinker with the worst intentions
It feels like I can’t breathe
I’m reading your note over again,