I'm terrified of my own mind, mentally tied up and confined
Always feeling like it's too much pressure, I think i'd rather be alone forever

I lie awake in bed and weep. I clench my fists and grip my sheets
Always feeling like it's too much pressure, I think i'd rather be alone forever

I can't tell you how I feel inside. Makes me wanna run and hide
Cut every tie I have and crawl under the floor
Why must every time I make a stride does it feel like i'm taking two steps backwards?

But it doesn't matter... i'm so used to feeling shattered...

My nightmares have names, the pills keep them at bay.. but they're the only ones who kept my company

The heart knows what it wants but doubt and volatile reservations often overshadow this...

I've been wondering what it'd feel like to die. Will I still make it past twenty-five?

Trying to hold onto the present, simple joys keep me rooted but I've got this penchant for defeat

Step off the ledge, momentarily fly...