I'm sleeping on a bed of roses As soon as i lose my focus I'd be whisked to a storm I'd be whisked into the unknown It's a safe feel and my mind is open Sky is clear but my heart is broken I'm torn like a blue Monday morning Broken Breathing smoke in Words unspoken Unspoken Broken Breathing smoke in Words unspoken 3-2-1 Fire I feel ready but the fear of what' s next Puts a stop to my next step Throws a rock where my head's set Stumble as i climb my fence I don't stop until i find my confidence Beat myself in the game i created Picked the fruit that i cultivated Broken Breathing smoke in Words unspoken Unspoken Broken Breathing smoke in Words unspoken 3-2-1 Fire