| I’m sinking into waking misery
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| Is this where it ends?
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| What is reality?
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| Self Inflicted despondency
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| Coming to terms with what I am feels more like pulling teeth
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| Hiding from the sunlight
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| I’m not afraid of the burn
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| Only the secrets it finds
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| I called your name in the darkest night
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| But no one’s listening
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| I called your name but couldn’t hear a thing
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| Mark my words I won’t believe
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| I saw your face but now I’m losing sight
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| Mark my words I won’t believe
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| I hear them say follow me follow me under
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| I still believe I’m praying for praying for release
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| Life will find a way
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| I’ve grown accustomed to losing sleep
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| With my dreams
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| Rotting away before they see the light
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| How have I become so distant
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| I let the fire die inside of me
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| I hear them say follow me follow me under
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| I still believe I’m praying for praying for release
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| Life will find a way
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| I hear them say follow me follow me under the water line
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| I still believe I’m praying for praying for release
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| Life will find a way
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| I’ve got guilt that feels like it’s a noose around my neck
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| My faith was killing me
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| Every breath feels like the weight of my regret
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| My faith was killing me
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| I’m sinking into waking misery
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| Is this where it ends?
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| What is reality?
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| Self Inflicted despondency
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| Coming to terms with what I am feels more like pulling fucking teeth |