| Alone in a crowded room
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| Wondering what everyone is thinking about me
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| And I’ve second guessed myself
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| To the point where even my own heart started to doubt me
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| (So I started running 'til I couldn’t feel my legs)
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| Then I kept on running 'til I couldn’t recognize
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| My own eyes in the mirror
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| (As they stared right back at the ghost I had become)
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| I couldn’t remember why I had started to run
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| I gave up (no more running)
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| Now everything is different
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| No, let me explain
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| You see, nothing is different
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| Just I am not the same
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| Oh, if I could make a difference
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| If I could make one change
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| I pray to God one soul could hear these words
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| So they wouldn’t have to feel the pain of waking up
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| Every morning (fever sick and scared to get out of bed)
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| Not knowing if I took in oxygen
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| Would it just be one breath closer to death
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| I’ve been there before, I’ve been there before
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| Barely living for you or more
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| Now I’ve been there before
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| Barely living for you or more
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| (I've asked myself a million times)
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| (I've asked myself a million times and I said)
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| «Can I live like this? |
| Can I live like this?»
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| «Yes I can, I can, I can live like this?»
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| «No, I must insist I can’t live like this» |