Letra de Honestly, Chroma Q&A

I dwell on things that break my own heart, I think and think until I drink and drink, it's the side of myself that I’m most comfortable with; the side of me that lets me sleep. I dwell on things to break my own heart because I could give a shit about how I think. I just keep hoping my brain, my heart, and my guts will stop don't call me a coward when I say these things just be proud I'm not ashamed of who I am just be proud I'm not like you.