I feel
In my head
I get pulled back
But instead
I walk away
From those days that I just lived so carefree
And I
Wonder why
I pass the time
To imply
That I can dance with time-and-time-again
And I
Just
Can't be myself
If I try to fly
I'll die
If I try to cry
But why do I feel alive and yet I feel so
Impaled?
In this moment here
I find myself behind the steer
My eyes are shut but vision's clear
And I drop
Stop
Fall back in it
And I just can't help wondering why
I live my life in suicide
When in happiness I can confide
But the upper-hand is circumstances
A glance
In the wrong direction
Is all it takes to fill the brain
A connection for stalemate again
And I
Wave goodbye
I miss my time
I
Have no discipline within
Stand aside and let me in
To dine with time-again
And I
Just
Can't be myself
If I try to fly
I'll die
If I try to cry
But why do I feel alive and yet I feel so
Impaled?
In this brand new day
I'll force myself to find a way
A light to make darkness fade away
And I drop
Stop
Fall back in it
And I just can't help wondering why
I live my life in suicide
When in happiness I can confide
But the upper-hand is circumstances
A glance
In the wrong direction
Is all it takes to fill the brain
A connection for stalemate again
And I
Wave goodbye
I miss my time
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