This is the second single on my upcoming album about growing up with a mental illness. It winds its way through diagnosis, concealment, and the eventual reveal in the hope that others may join the conversation.
All profits from this single, the album, and the launch event will be donated to the Manitoba and Winnipeg chapter of the Canadian Mental Health Association.
Enjoy.
lyrics
Scalded skin
Raw blood
Stains the cotton and
I can’t stop
Watch the pile in the corner
As it grows and grows
Eight towels
They were new
Now crumpled
I cry at the sink
Soap and rinse again
But they’re still there
And they grow and grow
My hands always covered with them
Don’t touch me
Don’t shake my hand
I’ll feel crumpled
Again
Long sleeves
In the heat
For the door handles
And brace for those I meet
To stick their hands out to me
Limp wrist out of fear
But comes across as weakness
Wipe my hands on my jeans
And hope that they don’t see it
Don’t touch me
Don’t shake my hand
I’ll feel crumpled
Again
A crumpled pile
A shrivelled mess
Blood on my hands
I never rest
credits
released November 26, 2016
Written, produced, and mixed by Trenton Burton
Mastered by Jamie Sitar at Outta Town Sound
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