Everyone has got something to say, has a story to tell of their pain in this hell. But we bury It deep, a place where no one can see what's inside our hearts, what's behind our eyes. It feels like I am all by myself cause there's nobody else who's seen what I have seen. I'm not asking for help but I'm drowning in hell and I'm losing sight of shore. Why am I still suffocating. From the depths of my dreams I'm searching for something more. I swear I swear there's something more than being lost at sea. I won't let the sharks consume what's left of me. I may not make it out alive, but at least you cannot say I didn't try . All by myself cause there's nobody else who's seen what I have seen. I'm not asking for help but I'm drowning in hell and I'm losing site of shore. I'm sinking fast and I'm gasping for breath right now. I see the bottom and the surface is growing further and further. I'm sinking fast and I'm gasping for breath right now I see the bottom and the surface is growing further and further.