Surrounded on all sides And I can't seem to find The words inside Or any peace of mind Air will fill my lungs But I can't make a sound The tip of my tongue Nailed to the ground Buried so deep that I've failed me Because I don't know what's on the inside killing me A natural defence against a backwards world To turn off emotion is to save yourself (I'm sick of it all) I'm sick of it all in front of me but out of reach (It's bittersweet) I am not ashamed that the emptiness Surrounding me It's bittersweet This time I'm The one on the edge And I'm ready to take the next step Only time will tell if I can be saved I swear to god I'll find these fucking words to say If there was an architect of indifference I'd have a free portrait Of truth so contorted Making walls for people to climb Blind men never walk into the light Eyes of greed and underlined deceit See a world of fucking hypocrisy I will break every clock face On this god forsaken world to Reset I tell you Time won't save me Time will be the death of me Time won't save me Time will be the death of me