No Harm by Emma Copp Lyrics
Never was afraid of dying 'cause they told me I was Heaven bound
All that's changed, still see life's the hard part anyway
Never had the intuition to be scared the right amount
Always anxious, spurts of reckless in between
Never could leave a wound lie, gotta pick it so I don't forget
Worry at the phantom pain until I bleed
And I lied about the bike helmet--sorry mom, I know myself
And I seldom look both ways to cross the street
What's the harm? (I don't know)
I don't mean no harm (Do you, though)
Hard to say when nothing seems quite real to me
What's the harm? (Girl, you know)
I take it too far
Haven't met a consequence that I believe
I can't feel a pang of hunger that doesn't bring me back to then
Shaking weak, dissociated, in a dream
I can't fully catch my breath til I've shrunk down in myself
Slunk back home to my own bed to rest in peace
I can't stand another cynic, they just make me wanna hope
Though I'm jaded since New York at seventeen
But baby then I see the skyline on a sunny, April day
And I wonder at how lucky I could be
What's the harm? (I don't know)
I don't mean no harm (Do you, though)
Hard to say when nothing seems quite real to me
What's the harm? (Girl, you know)
I take it too far
Haven't met a consequence that I believe
And I'm so tired, and there's nothing wrong
And I cut myself too much or little slack
And I'm alright, no I can't complain
There is nothing in this goddamn world I lack
What's the harm
I don't mean no harm
Hard to say when nothing seems quite real to me
What's the harm
I take it too far
Haven't met a consequence that I believe (do you believe? do I believe?)
Haven't met a consequence that I believe (do you believe? do I believe?)
No I know that there's no consequence for me
All that's changed, still see life's the hard part anyway
Never had the intuition to be scared the right amount
Always anxious, spurts of reckless in between
Never could leave a wound lie, gotta pick it so I don't forget
Worry at the phantom pain until I bleed
And I lied about the bike helmet--sorry mom, I know myself
And I seldom look both ways to cross the street
What's the harm? (I don't know)
I don't mean no harm (Do you, though)
Hard to say when nothing seems quite real to me
What's the harm? (Girl, you know)
I take it too far
Haven't met a consequence that I believe
I can't feel a pang of hunger that doesn't bring me back to then
Shaking weak, dissociated, in a dream
I can't fully catch my breath til I've shrunk down in myself
Slunk back home to my own bed to rest in peace
I can't stand another cynic, they just make me wanna hope
Though I'm jaded since New York at seventeen
But baby then I see the skyline on a sunny, April day
And I wonder at how lucky I could be
What's the harm? (I don't know)
I don't mean no harm (Do you, though)
Hard to say when nothing seems quite real to me
What's the harm? (Girl, you know)
I take it too far
Haven't met a consequence that I believe
And I'm so tired, and there's nothing wrong
And I cut myself too much or little slack
And I'm alright, no I can't complain
There is nothing in this goddamn world I lack
What's the harm
I don't mean no harm
Hard to say when nothing seems quite real to me
What's the harm
I take it too far
Haven't met a consequence that I believe (do you believe? do I believe?)
Haven't met a consequence that I believe (do you believe? do I believe?)
No I know that there's no consequence for me