[Verse 1: Addie Sartino] I see you running out from the garden Calling the kids, the floor is rotten Brittle-boned homes for adolescents I guess we do turn into our parents [Pre-Chorus: Addie Sartino] And all of the discord I thought I ran for Don't wanna feel more, don't wanna feel And it just gets harder, swear I feel further Just wanna feel...Learn More