There's nothing in front of me to follow
This path is broken in the snow
Deep, hidden in darkness
I'm lined with desolating growth
Disguise is the only form of comfort
I'm looking for a cover to disclose
My lungs are breaking my hunger
If you're the oxygen, I'll go under
A life alone in the ocean
I'm drowning in my emotion
So let me go
Been here for so long, I can't carry on
Been here for so long, I can't carry on
Despondent with nothing left to hold
Except this frailty I've grown
The skies, they shy away from colour
My eyes, were blinded when they froze
My lungs are breaking my hunger
If you're the oxygen, I'll go under
A life alone in the ocean
I'm drowning in my emotion
So let me go
Been here for so long, I can't carry on
Been here for so long, I can't carry on
I can't carry on
There's nothing for me to follow
Me to follow
It's difficult to understand how we are both thinking
I often wonder if there's a reciprocal
Feeling or whether that ship is sinking
Sometimes I would be out with the people that have always
Been there for me and offered me everything they possibly can
I would often think,
Wonder and notice something missing every time that I stepped back
It was through these times that I would become aware of my eyes
My mask, my disguise
I'm not sure if I'll be able to
Accept that life will never be the same
Is this a never ending curse? Or am I romanticising with the pain?
I have now seemingly been given a second chance to chase my dream
This is my opportunity, my moment to seize
And without that familiar hand that I would have had to hold
I will have to do this on my own
But following on from when we used to say, "until it gets messy"
This time, I won't let this get the best of me