| There is nothing like the unfamiliar air
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| It brings me back to when this all made sense
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| Bitter, depressed; |
| staring back at death
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| I’m pushing myself to the edge over what happens next
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| The pain, the cost; |
| destruction of the thought
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| To take account for everything that I’ve lost
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| The change, we sought, compelling us to rot
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| I never said I’m the only one
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| Fight till there’s nothing left
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| You have much more to give
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| You owe it to yourself, you owe it to yourself
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| There’s nothing wrong with asking for help
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| In my head, I rewind
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| Falling away, from my disguise
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| Am I dead or lost in time?
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| I’m trying to read through the feelings that lead me to the light
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| We say we feel alright
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| While we starve to feel alive
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| In my head, I rewind
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| Falling away, away, away from my disguise
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| There’s nothing there, to hold me back
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| I’m not defined by the things I lack
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| I often think of the nights I stared into your eyes
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| And you would tell me what it’s like to want to die
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| I have the heart to forgive, but how could I forget
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| The way you shut me out, when I chose to let you in?
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| Fight till there’s nothing left
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| You have much more to give
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| You owe it to yourself, you owe it to yourself
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| There’s nothing wrong with asking for help
|
| In my head, I rewind
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| Falling away, from my disguise
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| Am I dead or lost in time?
|
| I’m trying to read through the feelings that lead me to the light
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| We say we feel alright
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| While we starve to feel alive
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| In my head, I rewind
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| Falling away, away, away from my disguise
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| Fight, though we struggle, I trust
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| That this war is not the end
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| My curse is not my crutch
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| My curse is not my crutch
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| I often think of the nights I stared into your eyes
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| And you would tell me what it’s like to want to die
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| But now I know how you felt when you recalled those days
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| You almost left this place, I finally feel your pain
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| The pain, the cost; |
| destruction of the thought
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| To take account for everything that I’ve lost
|
| The change, we sought, compelling us to rot
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| I never said I’m the only one
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| We say we feel alright
|
| While we starve to feel alive
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| In my head I rewind
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| Falling away, away, away from my disguise |