Awake, Feel the blood flow down to your fingertips Another day spent, Paying to live with hours of my life Winters air, chills my bones Tears away the layers of warmth I've constructed from destruction I never want to wake again. Is this your excuse Please tell me the truth Should have never given in to you On the inside you feel like falling to pieces Never in this life feel like giving up Tell me the truth The truth is I find no joy in life Or the prospect of claiming mountains And carving my name into this world Standing on the edge of breaking I suppressed the desire and drive for ambition long ago I suppressed it long ago For the first time in months The air that used to chill my bones Brings hope Brings solace I grow restless I'll tear right through those mountains I'll climb to the highest of heights I'll scream at the sun I'll scream at the sun