| And I felt the wind roll down my back
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| My shoes are tied my bags are packed
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| I’m thinking back on these wasted years I spent finding hope in this broken mess
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| And too many wasted years drowning myself in fear
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| My mind my mind is erasing and I can’t, I can’t stop pacing
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| Back and forth, back and forth
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| I’m always wanting that feeling in my gut
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| Reminding me I’ve had, I’ve had enough
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| I’m moving forward day by day whilst cleaning up this mess I’ve made
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| I’m making changes, haven’t been the best I can be
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| I’m picking at my brain while everyone sleeps
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| And I need this more than you know
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| My mind my mind is erasing and I can’t, I can’t stop pacing
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| Back and forth, back and forth
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| I’m always wanting that feeling in my gut
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| Reminding me I’ve had, I’ve had enough
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| I’ve come too far to let myself end up this way
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| I’ve come too far to let myself end up this way
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| I’ve come too far
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| I’ve come too far
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| I’ve come too far to let myself end up this way
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| I’ve come too far to let myself end up this way
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| I’ve come too far
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| I’ve come too far
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| My mind my mind is erasing and I can’t, I can’t stop pacing
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| Back and forth, back and forth
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| I’m always wanting that feeling in my gut
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| Reminding me I’ve had, I’ve had enough
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| I’ve come too far to let myself end up this way |