Cry, Cry, Cry...
I really, truly, and most sincerly can not do this anymore.
I thought I was stronger now
I somehow feel weaker
Instead of feeling empowered
I feel like a failure
I dont know what more I can give to you or myself
I feel helpless
Constantly struggling up this cliff just to please someone
Make them feel satisfied or happy
I keep trying and trying
I continue to fail and fail, over and over again
I try new things expecting a better result
And I just keep failing
I turned for help and I thought I was better
I thought I could do this
I thought I was better
I felt stronger
I felt alive
I felt so alive that I was flying
I got shot by a rock the moment I walked out
I sit here and bleed, bleed, bleed
Resenting what I just did
Feeling ashamed of what I just did
Embarassed of what I just did
I cry, cry, cry
Hoping someday I'll be heard
Maybe you'll learn from my story
Feeling trapped is a constant feeling
Feeling tired, beaten, left for dead where I belong
I thought I could do this
I thought wrong...
It makes sense now, my actions of escape
Tearing apart those cuffs that held me back
Ripping through the ropes that held me tight
Breaking the walls that enclosed me
Clawing through the coffin thats been built
Let it breath, let it open, let it free
I yearn for freedom...
What's it like?
What's it like to be free
To feel no pain, or to feel such pain you can taste it
Taste it in the back of your throat
The soarness
The sourness
The sting
The sensation of fear...
The cooling of air and tears take me away
Lift me up, its over
I want it to be over.
I can not confess all that I truly feel or think
But one things for sure
If there was anything I've been sure of in my time
It is that I should have gone a long time ago
Disappeared, never to have returned...
Lifted up by the wind where I stay suspended
I thought I was stronger now
I somehow feel weaker
Instead of feeling empowered
I feel like a failure
I dont know what more I can give to you or myself
I feel helpless
Constantly struggling up this cliff just to please someone
Make them feel satisfied or happy
I keep trying and trying
I continue to fail and fail, over and over again
I try new things expecting a better result
And I just keep failing
I turned for help and I thought I was better
I thought I could do this
I thought I was better
I felt stronger
I felt alive
I felt so alive that I was flying
I got shot by a rock the moment I walked out
I sit here and bleed, bleed, bleed
Resenting what I just did
Feeling ashamed of what I just did
Embarassed of what I just did
I cry, cry, cry
Hoping someday I'll be heard
Maybe you'll learn from my story
Feeling trapped is a constant feeling
Feeling tired, beaten, left for dead where I belong
I thought I could do this
I thought wrong...
It makes sense now, my actions of escape
Tearing apart those cuffs that held me back
Ripping through the ropes that held me tight
Breaking the walls that enclosed me
Clawing through the coffin thats been built
Let it breath, let it open, let it free
I yearn for freedom...
What's it like?
What's it like to be free
To feel no pain, or to feel such pain you can taste it
Taste it in the back of your throat
The soarness
The sourness
The sting
The sensation of fear...
The cooling of air and tears take me away
Lift me up, its over
I want it to be over.
I can not confess all that I truly feel or think
But one things for sure
If there was anything I've been sure of in my time
It is that I should have gone a long time ago
Disappeared, never to have returned...
Lifted up by the wind where I stay suspended