This feeling is lingering
Everyday I wake up feeling defeated
Why must I crave death?
Where is my happiness?
I've spent years focusing on self-reflection
Just for everything to crumble
Am I real?
I don't know
Will I ever?
Where can I disappear?
In my dream I was drowning in the sea
Sinking while my lungs collapsed
Why can't I feel at ease?
Why is my answer death?
When I woke up it felt like
I still couldn't breathe
I ask myself why
The feeling lingers
It clings to me
Like paint on a wall
Like skin onto flesh
At night I close my eyes and
Hope my dream becomes reality
And I'm swallowed by the sea
My broken spirit suffers
If I could just feel weightless
I want it, but I gave up (The distance between)
(Where I am and
Where I want to be
Is always the same)
I wanted it so badly (Escapism)
(Prolonging Escape)
I want it, but I gave up (Circumstantial)
(Complacency)
I wanted it so badly (Self-destruction)
(Becomes a means of survival)
An endless cycle
An endless cycle
Trying to find the difference between
Beginning and ending