| I’ve watched myself fall apart,
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| I’ve quietly hid things from the start,
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| Disintegrated pieces, I am scattered and can’t be gathered.
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| I can’t let go of what I know now,
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| Of what I know now.
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| I’ll peel back what is left,
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| it seemed like nothing but its something
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| I’ll sit and wait for whats next,
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| I’ll shed my layers and feel lighter,
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| Will I go back, God I hope not, god I hope not.
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| The neon glare it takes me there,
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| I will not ask for anything else,
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| in staned chambray the light burns clear,
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| It’s burning more clear than I remember.
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| I’ve been shouting for growth,
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| I’m cool and warm all at the same time,
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| re-hollowed and blotted out, take hold now,
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| don’t stay down, don’t stay down.
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| I can’t let go of what I forgot, of what I forgot.
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| The neon glare it takes me there,
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| I will not ask for anything else,
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| in staned chambray the light burns clear.
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| It’s burning more clear than I remember.
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| I can’t let go of what I forgot.
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| Will I go back, god I hope not.
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| The neon glare it takes me there,
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| I will not ask for anything else,
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| in staned chambray the light burns clear,
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| It’s burning more clear than I remember. |