Darker shades never looked so bright I can’t describe this feeling in my stomach My eyelids have a solid lock To see exactly what is going on Around me around us And that’s okay
Problems that I tend to face What gets me out Makes me want to stay And that’s okay
It’s safe to say it’s all ironic I am building a coffin for a living
I know you’ve pushed me to keep my head held high But it only feels right when I look down Because the clouds confuse me I want to believe that I’m okay on my two feet I’ve made mistakes and now I’m making own bed
Please let me sleep I’ll feel better in the morning
I don’t want to let you know that I Tend to slip at moments where I need a grip and have to focus Maybe It’s meant to be
I just want to have you slow down for me Listen to the message I’m trying to tell you that Maybe everything is meant to be Volumes must lower since silence is gold Importance like marrow inside of your bones Swimming in circles is all that I know I’m a lost minnow with nowhere to go
Maybe everything is meant to be I’m a lost minnow with nowhere to go