Julien Baker Sprained Ankle song lyrics

Wish I could write songs about anything other than death

I can't go to bed without trying the red shaven operas

Each one so heavy, each one so cumbersome

Each one a lead weight hanging between my lung

Spilling my guts

Spit on a microphone breaking my voice

Whenever I'm alone with you, can't talk

Well, isn't this weather nice? Sure you're okay?

Should I go somewhere else and hide my face?

Sprinter, learning away

Marathon running, my ankles are sprained

Marathon running, my ankles are sprained

Ooh, ooh, ooh