under again
Simon~lifehouse
catch your breath
hit the wall
scream out loud
as you start to crawl
back in your cage
the only place
where they will
leave you alone
cause the weak will seek the weaker till they've broken them
could you get it back again
would it be the same
fulfillment to their lack of strength at your expense
left you with no defense
they tore it down
locked inside
the only place
where you feel sheltered
where you feel safe
you lost yourself
in your search to find
something else to hide behind
cause the fearful always preyed upon your confidence
didn't they see the consequence
they pushed you around
the arrogant build kingdoms made of the different ones
breaking them till they've become
just another crown
REFUSE TO FEEL
ANYTHING AT ALL
REFUSE TO SLIP
REFUSE TO FALL
CAN'T BE WEAK
CAN'T STAND STILL
WATCH YOUR BACK
CAUSE NO ONE WILL
you don't know why they had to go this far
traded your worth for these scars
for your only company
and don't believe the lies that they have told to you
not one word was true
you're alright
you're alright
you're alright
i want to believe this. i do. but who am i kidding?
i dont even know what is going on anymore. i was kidding myself if i thought i could beat this myself. im tired. im tired of feeling like this and the worst part is that i dont know what to do to make it stop and no one cares. no one understands. i dont even fully get it. all i know is that im stuck. i know i need to do something and i want to but im just frozen and i dont even know why. it could be fear but we're past that now. its something else. its that i just dont know. i have time to stop but i could sit here for hours thinking and come to no conclusion as to what would possibly make me happy again. i am stuck in this torture of knowing that i want more, knowing i want my life to be better, but not knowing what to do or what not to.
this break was supposed to be about getting to the bottom of it, reviving that something within me thats been silenced for so long, i wanted to be free, happy again, but so far ive done nothing but avoid it with retail and television. why can't i communicate with people anymore? am i so inhuman? my friends are tired of hearing me whine and im tired of whining. so i here i sit. i fall asleep at all times of the day just to make the day go away. and why do i miss school so much? because at school there's so much else filling my life that i dont have to think about what is missing and im so busy that it doesnt matter that im slowly losing my essence by the hourglass.
is this depression? i dont know. probably. i dont know. this is confusion; this is insecurity thats for sure. these are nothing new tho. they are the voices in my head now. i may have to accept the fact that i may never find her again. what is left? i dont know but this is bad. im such a liar when i think i have all the answers. when i think that just a few hours of quiet contemplation will clear away months of gray. let go? not care? its an option. that does take the pressure off but who am i trying to impress anyway? everybody else is too busy inside themselves to pay any attention to anyone else. just like you, fay.
so this is where it is. its bad. i lied before.
catch your breath
hit the wall
scream out loud
as you start to crawl
back in your cage
the only place
where they will
leave you alone
cause the weak will seek the weaker till they've broken them
could you get it back again
would it be the same
fulfillment to their lack of strength at your expense
left you with no defense
they tore it down
locked inside
the only place
where you feel sheltered
where you feel safe
you lost yourself
in your search to find
something else to hide behind
cause the fearful always preyed upon your confidence
didn't they see the consequence
they pushed you around
the arrogant build kingdoms made of the different ones
breaking them till they've become
just another crown
REFUSE TO FEEL
ANYTHING AT ALL
REFUSE TO SLIP
REFUSE TO FALL
CAN'T BE WEAK
CAN'T STAND STILL
WATCH YOUR BACK
CAUSE NO ONE WILL
you don't know why they had to go this far
traded your worth for these scars
for your only company
and don't believe the lies that they have told to you
not one word was true
you're alright
you're alright
you're alright
i want to believe this. i do. but who am i kidding?
i dont even know what is going on anymore. i was kidding myself if i thought i could beat this myself. im tired. im tired of feeling like this and the worst part is that i dont know what to do to make it stop and no one cares. no one understands. i dont even fully get it. all i know is that im stuck. i know i need to do something and i want to but im just frozen and i dont even know why. it could be fear but we're past that now. its something else. its that i just dont know. i have time to stop but i could sit here for hours thinking and come to no conclusion as to what would possibly make me happy again. i am stuck in this torture of knowing that i want more, knowing i want my life to be better, but not knowing what to do or what not to.
this break was supposed to be about getting to the bottom of it, reviving that something within me thats been silenced for so long, i wanted to be free, happy again, but so far ive done nothing but avoid it with retail and television. why can't i communicate with people anymore? am i so inhuman? my friends are tired of hearing me whine and im tired of whining. so i here i sit. i fall asleep at all times of the day just to make the day go away. and why do i miss school so much? because at school there's so much else filling my life that i dont have to think about what is missing and im so busy that it doesnt matter that im slowly losing my essence by the hourglass.
is this depression? i dont know. probably. i dont know. this is confusion; this is insecurity thats for sure. these are nothing new tho. they are the voices in my head now. i may have to accept the fact that i may never find her again. what is left? i dont know but this is bad. im such a liar when i think i have all the answers. when i think that just a few hours of quiet contemplation will clear away months of gray. let go? not care? its an option. that does take the pressure off but who am i trying to impress anyway? everybody else is too busy inside themselves to pay any attention to anyone else. just like you, fay.
so this is where it is. its bad. i lied before.