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The stable one - KMurdock Music Group
You said my people seem fragile
A little incomplete
And you praise me for standing on my own two feet
You see the steady hand I use to kill the light
You think I dodge the wreckage that I won the damn fight
And I learned how to move, yeah I learned how to speak
How to patch up the fissures and camouflage the weak
You look at my reflection and you think that you see
A branch that grew up straight from a crooked ass tree
But there's a buzz in my veins that you can't quite hear
A chemical panic you think is just a healthy fear
And I wear it oh so well don't I?
The reliable one, the one who will get by
And I wonder what you'd call me
If you saw the mess inside
This whole composure is a sham
It's just a place to hide
Cause I got the same bad wiring, the same old second thoughts
Tying my sanity in self-destructive knots
And every single day
I'm just holding down the fort
Don't you dare call me the stable one
I'm just the last report
Did you ever see a calm face
Hide a coming crash
Just to keep from turning all the promises to ash
No, you only saw the quiet type who never made a fuss
You never felt the tremor building underneath the crust
And I learned how to listen, yeah I learned how to fake
The perfect placid surface of a bottomless mistake
You call it resilience, you call it my design
You don't see I'm just repeating every broken line
But there's a fault line cracking right beneath the floor
I hear the same low feedback I've always heard before
And I wear it oh so well for you
The unbreakable one holding it all together with glue
And I wonder what you'd call me
If you saw the mess inside
This whole composure is a sham
It's just a place to hide
Cause I got the same bad wiring, the same old second thoughts
Tying my sanity in self-destructive knots
And every single day
I'm just holding down the fort
Don't you dare call me the stable one
I'm just the last report
It's in the marrow
It's in my name
This feeling that the picture will always be the same
A house that isn't haunted but it's still not right
And I inherited the talent for making a good show
Of a life that's burning from the inside out
And I wonder what you'd call me
If you saw the mess inside
This whole composure is a sham
It's just a place to hide
Cause I got the same bad wiring, the same old second thoughts
Tying my sanity in self-destructive knots
And every single day
I'm just holding down the fort
Don't you dare call me the stable one
I'm just the last report
