I let go, the rest you know
I'm afraid to let myself be frightened
I cut out my reasoning
just to let the season and those bygones, be bygones
i write songs to wake me
every chorus breaks me apart
I'm already on my feet
what dance do you want of me
I might as well just hold my demons
am I right or am I wrong
I got sick of all my songs
don't sing the lines just read between them
I play till my fingers bleed
just to get you out of me
just to get you on those pages
I'll make it up to me
I wrote down a symphony
just to take my mind of all the leaving
I've done
I can't paint it out of me
all I get is bruises on my knees and
my thumbs
I try hard to leave it
but I cannot write myself a story I like
I don't wanna be the best
I am weary let me rest
I'm gunna wait right here for no one
I'm the reason I cant sleep
I got all my baby teeth
all buried underneath my grown ones
oh I fear the race is run
I'm afraid of everyone
I get scared of all this breathing
I give up
I'm going to live if it kills me.
