Another blow to my ego
seems like time stands still
Looking back on better days
wish there were some kind of magic pill
that could send me back to where i was
way before all of this self destructs
i know only i hold the power
to make me good enough
trying hard to set myself free
but its the guilt thats following me
haunting my every dream
I can't stand myself again
can't hold the cards that I've been dealt
I'm dying to fly away from
But how can I run away from it?
If I can't be convinced that I'm a stronger man
I'm going under
Drowning in the deep-end
...
(Another day to the months
tomorrow, i'll begin again
forgetting all i've done before
i'll just end up back where i started from
what an endless cycle
what a shame to be)
everything i never wanted
is all thats left of me
all the what if's and could've's that still live
that never had the chance to change any of this
they're grinding the loss, rewinding the thoughts
that keep me reliving the memories
I can't stand myself again
can't hold the cards that I've been dealt
I'm dying to fly away from
But how can I run away from it?
If I can't be convinced that I'm a stronger man
I'm going under
Drowning in the deep-end
...