Breathe Easy from Windswept Perfectionist by Lucy Rose Cash

It's been a year
My clothes fit differently
My hair hangs less gently
It’s been a month
And I still feel
The fullness on my lungs
And the weight of what I’ll become

I want to breathe easily
I want to be someone
Who doesn't have to fake being happy
And you’re so self aware it’s not fair
You’re like an angel with blue hair
I used to live life just like you
God I wish that was still true

It’s been a few weeks since I broke down
And I’m still waiting for your half hearted placating
It’s been a day since I stopped breathing
And I’m still waiting
I’m still waiting

To breathe easily
To be someone who doesn't have to fake being happy
And you’re so self aware it’s not fair
You’re like an angel with blue hair
I used to live life just like you
God I wish that was still true

Because my nails are bitten to the beds
The skin around them turning red
And I don’t know the last time I got rest
And there is not much of me left
All I want to do is breathe
easily
To be someone who doesn't have to fake being happy
And you’re so self aware it’s not fair
You’re like an angel with blue hair
I used to live life just like you
God I wish that was still true

• Alternative
• alt acoustic
• indie folk
• singer songwriter
• Toronto