[Verse 1]
I am a writer and I'm gonna write
Gonna make myself a spirit of the night
I am a loser, I've already lost
So which thought is the truth and which is false?

[Chorus]
You think that I was born to be
A tender rose beneath an oak tree
But I never loved roses
I think I should let myself breathe
I think I should leave myself be
To sleep and dream at the end of the day

[Verse 2]
I was talking in my sleep
I was talking to me
I said, "You're a coward."
She said, "Cowards are we"
There was blood between my eyes, I did not know
You wiped it away I said, "Let my wounds show"

[Chorus]
You think that I was born to be
A gentle breeze above the dead sea
But I wanna be oceans
I think I should let myself breathe
I think I should leave myself be
To sleep in peace at the end of the day