Megan's Milky

Give yourself a new name

These patterns went raw but I don't care at all

I still have my arms but I just don't belong

I'm burying it, forgetting it

I'm burying it, forgetting it

Forgetting it, I'm burying it

They can't be seen but we hear their voices

We scream out, we don't hear them

We never found a good way to say, "I hate you"

And I've tried for so long

My luck is strained, stripped of a meaning

It's not lost, just gone

My luck is strained, stripped of a meaning

It's not lost, just gone

My luck is strained, stripped of a meaning

It's not lost, just gone