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Black Box

from Black Box by Narrative

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I'm falling apart at the seams. Who could love a wreck like me? Plane crash, falling down. How does it feel when you hit the ground from 30,000 feet? It couldn't be worse than how I feel lately.

I was riding the high of freedom. Spread my wings to learn to fly like a bird of prey. Everything is mine for the taking. Black box, tell me where I went wrong. Tell me where I messed up. Tell me how to put myself back together. I've been falling apart too much.

And you'll see I keep drifting off to sleep while I'm sat at the driver's seat. Highway 3 damaged me. A new insecurity. That's how I feel lately.

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from Black Box, released November 1, 2018

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