Now and then, I can't muster up a sense of Accomplishment or confidence It feels like I've been working for nothing And more or less, all it does is bottle up Regret and temperament For those I love and those I'm surrounding
I have to remind myself That this world cannot fix itself
Learn to fight Learn to hope Hold on for everything you have Bring back life Bring back love Hold onto everyone you can
Have you ever run right to your pedestal Thinking it would make you full And it turns out you've been conforming for nothing And you wake up one day sitting at your desk Wondering who could have made a mess This heartless, this selfish, it's far too frightening