| Desperation brought on by lost ambition
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| I can’t escape
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| I’ve slowly lost my way
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| I’ve lost my self
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| Clinging to smoke and mirrors
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| The constant reminders of what’s come undone
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| I’ve fought too hard to walk away again
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| I’ve fought too hard to walk away
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| Breathing In Again
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| A once forgotten feeling
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| The depths of my mind are no longer the cemeteries
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| Of broken will and all the shattered persuasions
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| That erode me to nothing but…
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| I’m rediscovering the purpose in uncertainty
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| There’s more to life than just living and breathing in
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| I stood by and watched the world give up on me
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| But I won’t do that again, this time…
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| I’ll get back up and dust my self off
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| And not let my fears take what is left of me
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| I’ll cast a light across the shadows
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| And let the healing set me free
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| This is not who I’m meant to be
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| Running from mistakes I’ve never made
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| There is still some hope left in me
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| I will not lie down on my death bed
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| And I won’t let this fade away
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| Drown me out
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| Exposing me
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| For what I am
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| Drowning out
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| The feelings of remorse
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| I won’t let this sickness take me
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| Drowning out
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| The feelings of remorse
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| I won’t let the sickness take the best of me
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| This lingering feeling still plagues my mind
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| This hell can’t be all I’ll ever know
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| The wind and soil will guide me home
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| I’m not a ghost living in my old bones
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| This is not
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| This is not who I’m meant to be
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| Running from mistakes I’ve never made
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| There is still some hope left in me
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| I will not lie down on my death bed
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| With god as my witness
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| I won’t let this fade away |