| In spite of what they say, I’m still not right
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| Out of body out of mind and out of everyone’s sight
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| But even through the struggle I still hold tight
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| Leaving the pieces behind makes it easier to feel alive
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| I need to live, I need to love, not just survive
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| Force myself, not finished yet, facing fears I thought I’d dreamt
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| Life don’t wait for payment sent
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| And what I’ve earned hasn’t made a dent
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| This isn’t me, this isn’t who I was supposed to be
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| A dead weight hanging on your words
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| The cast of my mold is cracked and for once in my life it feels
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| Good to accept that second place is a finish that we get
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| The weight of it all is crushing me
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| I’m trying to reach this level of peace
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| Where I feel nothing for anyone or anything
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| Maybe then I can finally sleep
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| Fighting for survival and trying to kill the pain
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| Searching for the sun in a world that always rains
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| Fighting for survival and trying to kill the pain
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| If it’s peace I need so be it but I’ll always curse your name |