Fragile answers, echoed in vain. I'm filling gaps, pressured to stand erect. Aren't we all just playing our part? What is it like to feel alive? It seems we fade to grey too quickly nowadays. Washed away into another roadside lake.
Living in fear of failure and disappointment, we're fucking dying. Growing tired of a life that feels like all has been said and done. Snapshots of a life we once led held so close to our hearts. This is the point where I accept who I am and move on. I've come to terms with a persistent lack of clarity. Clear lines never really appealed to me. I've failed to invest in relationships productively. But I'm learning. I'm learning.
Digging deep to find the source of patterns that have crept up unwelcomed That have found a home in this head of mine.
And although certain doubts will remain The tides can change with each decision we make.
I want back the anger, I want back the pain, I want back the joy in simple things. I'd do anything,give anything.anything.anything.
Just to lose this blank stare into the night. Just to lose this blank stare into the night. Just to lose this blank stare into the night..