Staring at the vacant face within the mirror
Blemishes and scars displayed
Run away from relapse, orange with a white cap
Pushing everything away
Speeding up my breathing, colours start to leave me
Yellow, blue and red take flight
Sterile walls surround me, the air is thick and heavy
Mother's Day won't be alright
Throw away my weekends
Sleep away the days and drink away the evenings
I'm afraid to commit, what if I'm wrong
But I need to dig deep, overwhelmed and feeling
Powerless and out of control, I need it
So bad I need it, gasping and pleading
Still self defeating, what am I doing wrong
Everybody's broken somehow
They haven't given up so why should you?
I'm working on a different way out
Am I lifting off again?
It's over
It's over
Everybody's broken somehow
They haven't given up so why should you?
I'm working on a different way out
Am I lifting off again?