Catching waves against my face
I'm feeling phased almost every day by
Things I used to rise above now
I'm starting to see the ground
The things we face leave a bitter taste
When they only count as part of a political race
I'm hearing hearts beating out
I'm just hoping they won't leave me now
Let's not turn this anger to regret
I'm sick of my skin in my head
Don't let the devil win with what's left unsaid
Shadows keep me in my bed
I won't sit
I won't sit here 'less you ask me to
And I won't leave
I won't leave until you ask me to
What state am I in
Delusion or reality
It feels like the former is closer to me
But reality does a funny thing
Where it's not what you think it ought to be
No in reality, reality is the wind
Let's not turn this anger to regret
I'm sick of my skin in my head
Don't let the devil win with what's left unsaid
Shadows keep me in my bed
Catching glimpses of your face when
I've been having doubts in my race I
Look close just to see you smile
It'd make it all worth my time
So I won't sit
I won't sit here 'less you ask me to
And I won't leave
I won't leave until you ask me to
I won't sit
I won't sit here 'less you ask me to
And I won't leave
I won't leave until you ask me to