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I'd rather bite through my tongue 'Cause I don't wanna add to the damage that's already done Yeah, I'm always afraid of saying something insincere But if I don't speak at all, would you think that I don't care? 77 days since it started to rain 77 ways that I've tried to say Something useful (Something useful) Something worth the air It takes to share 77 words I'm still trying to find 77 certainties to ease your mind While you work your way through this But if I'm honest, the truth is At the moment I'm lost in translating everything Is there grace for the space between Living and dying Protecting and trying to give yourself away? Living and dying Protecting and trying to give yourself, to give myself away 77 years that we get in a life 77 times that we get to try to be truthful