I go on.
The sun comes up
On all these bitter things.
To color in the gray
That covers everything.
It's been a heavy sky
Pressing down on me.
I stumble through the new day
But i don't know what it brings.
I go on. When i think i've lost it all. I go on. But everything seems so wrong. I go on. I've been quiet for too long. I can't start over, but i can change everything.
Underneath my skin
I'm jaded and strung out.
And i have been frustrated
Cause i don't know what it's about.
Life is overrated
If you don't know how to bleed.
And im sick and tired of waiting
For everything i need.
I go on. When i think i've lost it all. I go on. But everything seems so wrong. I go on. I've been quiet for too long. I can't start over, but i can change everything.
There's no sense in hiding
These scars that cover me.
But it's worth all its fighting
To find a better way... to get up off my knees.
I go on. When i think i've lost it all. I go on. But everything seems so wrong. I go on. I've been quiet for too long. I can't start over, but i can change everything.
I wish there was just like a poster for every human being that we all kept in our closets... that told us what college, our husband/wife, how many kids, all those things.. i know that takes the fun out of the mystery or life.. but it would be nice to have some reassurance sometimes.
On all these bitter things.
To color in the gray
That covers everything.
It's been a heavy sky
Pressing down on me.
I stumble through the new day
But i don't know what it brings.
I go on. When i think i've lost it all. I go on. But everything seems so wrong. I go on. I've been quiet for too long. I can't start over, but i can change everything.
Underneath my skin
I'm jaded and strung out.
And i have been frustrated
Cause i don't know what it's about.
Life is overrated
If you don't know how to bleed.
And im sick and tired of waiting
For everything i need.
I go on. When i think i've lost it all. I go on. But everything seems so wrong. I go on. I've been quiet for too long. I can't start over, but i can change everything.
There's no sense in hiding
These scars that cover me.
But it's worth all its fighting
To find a better way... to get up off my knees.
I go on. When i think i've lost it all. I go on. But everything seems so wrong. I go on. I've been quiet for too long. I can't start over, but i can change everything.
I wish there was just like a poster for every human being that we all kept in our closets... that told us what college, our husband/wife, how many kids, all those things.. i know that takes the fun out of the mystery or life.. but it would be nice to have some reassurance sometimes.