Origin - Dayseeker
This is the death of my origin
This is the death of my origin
No rest for the sick and weary
Just a rope growing tighter around my neck
For twenty five years
I've tried so hard but now it
Feels like twenty five too long
Just for a moment I wish that
I could breathe without the weight
Of the world crushing down on me
Better off dead
No burden to my friends
No more days of wishing
I won't have to wake up the next
Does it matter if I am dead or alive
The future seems so dark but
I'm trying to keep
My head above the water
I am so sick and fed up with
The burden of my consciousness
The voices in my head
I only hear them say that
I'll be dead before the dawn
Wave goodbye to your sanity
And just remember you'll
Never truly be at peace
No one knows how it feels
To hate the one that lies
In your own skin
Better off dead
No burden to my friends
No more days of wishing
I won't have to wake up the next
Does it matter if I am dead or alive
The future seems so dark but
I'm trying to keep
My head above the water
I'm trying to keep my head
Above the water but the tide
Keeps keeps rising and rising
So safe so small with the
Rope tight around my neck
One last goodbye to remind
You that although I'm sick
I love you still and I hope
You won't forget me when I'm gone
The proper way to die was not
A choice for me to make
I held on as long as
I could but I lost my grip
The anxiety that plagued me
Is but a bitter memory
I'll reap what I have sown and
Take that step to bring me peace
God help me if you exist this is
Not a world I'm meant to live in
