| I've been away, a little while
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| Sometimes I just can't help myself
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| When my mind's running wild
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| I seem to lose grip on reality
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| And I try to disregard the crazy things
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| The voices tell me to do but it's no use
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| I tried to own it, write songs about it
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| Believe me, I tried, in the end I needed to breathe
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| Find inspiration, some kind of purpose
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| To take a second to face the shit that makes me me
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| All I needed was the last thing I wanted
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| To sit alone in a room and say it all out loud
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| Every moment, every second, every trespass
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| Every awful thing, every broken dream
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| A couple years back and forth with myself in a cage
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| Banging my head against the wall, tryna put words on a page
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| All I needed was the last thing I wanted
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| To be alone in a room, alone in a room
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| I saw the world a couple times
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| Tried to cure the ache with absence
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| But that hole was still a hole
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| And my mind kept playing tricks on me
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| Feeling older every day
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| Took everything I had to not crash and burn
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| But I'm starting to learn
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| Sometimes I'll fall down, sometimes I'll lose hope
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| But those days will be few if I keep my feet on the ground
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| I might be lonely but I ain't alone here
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| So I keep pushing the limits of what makes me me
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| All I needed was the last thing I wanted
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| To sit alone in a room and say it all out loud
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| Every moment, every second, every trespass
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| Every awful thing, every broken dream
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| A couple years back and forth with myself in a cage
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| Banging my head against the wall, tryna put words on a page
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| All I needed was the last thing I wanted
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| To be alone in a room, alone in a room
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| I can be better than I was
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| I can be better than I am
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| All I needed was the last thing I wanted
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| To sit alone in a room
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| All I needed was the last thing I wanted
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| To sit alone in a room and say it all out loud
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| Every moment, every second, every trespass
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| Every awful thing, every broken dream
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| A couple years back and forth with myself in a cage
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| Banging my head against the wall, tryna put words on a page
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| All I needed was the last thing I wanted
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| To be alone in a room, alone in a room |