| Been disconnected for so long
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| And left my mark here along the way
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| So many years have come and gone
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| So many fears have remained the same
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| A sea of faith, I swim and play
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| Yet drowning all possibilities
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| Beyond what I believe and know
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| I cut the cord free of home again
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| It turns to silence
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| A silence sometimes I can hear
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| Internal violence
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| A struggle deep within what if
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| What if I leave, could I still breathe?
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| What if I breathe, could I still be?
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| And if I leave, would I be me?
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| I lost my hope along the way
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| I lost my hope along the way
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| It turns to silence
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| A silence sometimes I can hear
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| Internal violence
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| A struggle deep within what if
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| What if I leave, could I still breathe?
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| What if I breathe, could I still be?
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| And if I leave, would I be me?
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| What if?
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| What if?
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| What if?
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| It turns to silence
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| A silence sometimes I can hear
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| Internal violence
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| A demon deep within what if
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| What if I leave, could I still breathe?
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| What if I breathe, could I still be?
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| And if I leave, would I be me?
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| What if?
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| What if?
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| What if? |