The tide has been pushing, the waves have been crashing on me. I can't breathe. Why can't I scream out the words that are trapped and burning inside of my head? These hands have come to terms with that there's nothing left to hold on to. One last push to get me through this (I just can't push through this without you).
I have been taught to never let go and still I fight for one last breath.
I'm broken left stranded and I can't breathe.
These rocks are caving in, I'm losing my grip. Forever falling, I'm always falling and I'm losing touch with the world. It's all on me to push for a new beginning. Why am I wasting time bridging connections that have been lost?
Lost in time, I am forever lost in my mind.
These nights have been stressful, I shouldn't be stressing over this. Follow your heart for it will be your guide when it all falls apart.
And this comes straight from the heart; I swear I mean this to help you. You've lost your faith in me, you've lost your faith in us.
This is such a sad state of affairs when it all falls apart. The person that meant so much has gone and turned his back on us. Why do I let this affect where I stand? Because in the end it's always been you.
Track Name: Dead End Dreams
You're a sorry one to peg: a liar, a thief, a promise you couldn't keep but I'll keep living (this is me moving on). You're the lion with its tail between its legs, a coward who lost his way. The one you couldn't sway, I walk the line alone.
I take it back; the friends I loved have turned their backs on me. I'm circling sidewalks that lead me home. I've lost control. Despite the worst you put me through, I'm still alive.
I've been trying to forgive the ones who left me for dead. I don't want to say you've wasted my time, but time is a precious thing to waste.
I've kept my mouth shut and brushed it all off. My eyes filled with dirt that has blinded me from the start.
I'm trying to hold on to empty caskets and broken lanterns. My hands seem to just let go (it's just the way the world turns). Why does it seem that these dead end dreams mean nothing more than my insecurities? My world is crashing around me and I can't believe that I'm still alive.
It's a blessing in disguise that the ones who casted me out were the ones who taught me more about myself than any book or story could ever do. Despite the worst you put me through, I am still alive.
Time to pack up and leave, I've gotten what I need: a bag full of memories and lessons that will keep me satisfied. If you ever need someone to turn to despite the worst, you can count on me.