tiny victories
Somedays I Iook in the mirror and I think
The meanest things, all the meanest things
Somedays I'm holding my self-worth up
By a string, a string
But every day that I don't hide myself away
To me, is a tiny victory
Some days it feels like a wrecking ball swinging
To my ribcage, my ribcage
Some nights I'm just a million broken pieces singing
On a stage
I'm little more broken open,
But I'm little more free
And that's a tiny victory
And if battles can win a war
I can keep picking my sour up off the floor
And learn to treasure these
Tiny victories, tiny victories
Some days even I put myself look so
So easy to do, it's so easy to do
Struggling a soul and barely moving a needle
And it cracks me with you,
But there's light coming through
And if battles can win a war
I can keep picking my sour up off the floor
And learn to treasure these
Tiny victories, tiny victories
Tiny victories, tiny victories
Every day that I don't hide myself away
Every day that I don't hide myself away
To me, is a tiny victory