| Out on a limb here
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| Just letting this year pass
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| Every second crawling
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| With no help from you
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| It’s all a blur when
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| I get the feeling that
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| Everyone is bullshit
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| So I must be too
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| I’m undeserving
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| Of this old house of cards
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| Trust me, I will find
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| A quick way to lose
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| Stuck with the fear of
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| Living a better life
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| It’s easy to feel safe
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| When there’s nothing to prove
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| Set me on fire
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| Throw me away
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| I’d rather feel this than nothing
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| I know how to be afraid
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| Call me a liar
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| Make me feel small
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| I feel like this world should break me
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| But nothing changes after all
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| I’ll never be perfect
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| But neither will you
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| In words left unspoken
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| We’ve buried the truth
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| No room left to breathe here
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| Pressed under the knife
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| I know I deserve the silence
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| Of a disconnected life
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| Just for example
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| Say you forget me
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| To start over apart
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| And rebuild something new
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| It sounds familiar
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| Endings begin again
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| Each mistake I’m learning
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| A lesson from you
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| You know the scope of
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| My inadequacies
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| Between the lies
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| You acknowledge I’m here
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| I’ll take the fall for
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| The faults of who we are
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| Give me all the blame
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| When I give in to fear
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| Set me on fire
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| Throw me away
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| I’d rather feel this than nothing
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| I know how to be afraid
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| Call me a liar
|
| Make me feel small
|
| I feel like this world should break me
|
| But nothing changes after all
|
| I’ll never be perfect
|
| But neither will you
|
| In words left unspoken
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| We’ve buried the truth
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| No room left to breathe here
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| Pressed under the knife
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| I know I deserve the silence
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| Of a disconnected life
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| Crowded out
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| Yet alone
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| In this house
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| Not a home
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| I can’t find the will to settle
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| In your eyes
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| I see pain
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| Not quite mine
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| But the same
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| You can’t help but try to meddle
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| I’ve been sleepwalking again
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| Mindlessly searched for the end
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| What’s in my head, and can I rest it?
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| I’m disconnected from you
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| My efforts leaving me bruised
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| Am I loved, or am I desperate?
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| Set me on fire
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| Throw me away
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| I’d rather feel this than nothing
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| I know how to be afraid
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| Call me a liar
|
| Make me feel small
|
| I feel like this world should break me
|
| But nothing changes after all
|
| I’ll never be perfect
|
| But neither will you
|
| In words left unspoken
|
| We’ve buried the truth
|
| No room left to breathe here
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| Pressed under the knife
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| I know I deserve the silence
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| Of a disconnected life |