| Are you still standing here watching me sink?
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| The words are filling this room and suffocating me
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| You can’t keep telling me
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| What I’m supposed to think
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| I’ve become so numb to the truth
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| That I don’t feel a thing
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| No I don’t feel a thing
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| And I think I’ve done enough
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| Pretending for everyone
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| That I don’t think I’ll have to waste
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| Another breath it always seems
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| To be pointless and endlessly
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| Filling me with doubt
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| And of all the words you’ve said
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| I’ve never heard them for myself
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| When there’s no turning back, no where to run
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| I keep telling myself
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| That I’ve been here before
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| With thoughts I can’t ignore
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| When there’s no exit
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| And we’re just searching for endings
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| We just might get what we want
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| We just might get what we want
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| And I don’t know if you can hear me
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| But I’m feeling so alone
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| And I don’t know if you’re here with me
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| I’ve never felt this low
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| Why have I been searching for things
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| For things I can’t oblivious
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| But I still never feel anything
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| Unless you’re here next to me
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| Are you still standing here watching me sink?
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| The words are filling this room and suffocating me
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| You can’t keep telling me
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| What I’m supposed to think
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| I’ve become so numb to the truth
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| But I’ve been here before
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| With thoughts I can’t ignore
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| When there’s no exit
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| And were just searching for endings
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| We just might get what we want
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| We just might get what we want
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| And I don’t know if you can hear me
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| But I’m feeling so alone
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| And I don’t know if you’re here with me
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| Why can’t I let this go? |