Falling through air
Senses distracted by whispers and stares
Greek chorus
Glass forest

See through the trees
Not at their mercy but beg on my knees
Plead for us
Free, joyous

Let me down, I’ll come round
Better than I was, won't be knocked out
I know
My own
Fears and doubts, painful sounds
Running in my head, keep me locked out
I know
I know

I just need time and I'll be alright
I'm made of diamond and dynamite
Give me a second and I'll be fine
Can't touch my diamond and dynamite

Corners and walls
Violent arenas and chanting and calls
Subsonic
Cyclonic
Been through it all
Came out the other side bruised and distraught
Heal from it
Pain chronic

Let me down, I’ll come round
Better than I was, won't be knocked out
I know
My own
Fears and doubts, painful sounds
Running in my head, keep me locked out
I know
I know

I just need time and I'll be alright
I'm made of diamond and dynamite
Give me a second and I'll be fine
Can't touch my diamond and dynamite

I’m running, I’m running, I’m running down
Can’t stop me, can’t stop me, can’t stop me now
I’m running, I’m running, I’m running down
Can’t stop me, can’t stop me, can’t stop me now

I just need time and I'll be alright
I'm made of diamond and dynamite
Give me a second and I'll be fine
Can't touch my diamond and dynamite
I just need time and I'll be alright
I'm made of diamond and dynamite
Give me a second and I'll be fine
Can't touch my diamond and dynamite