Fade into the floor you'll never stand out among the ones Who'll call you out to anywhere they stand for the sake of being next to you You being light and vibrance to a world thats, dimmed for so long This is the symptom of all we've come to know A little part of you dies so you can grow Dependent on whomever is most convenient and free at the drop of a dime But the confidence wanes at every failed attempt Ive made for you to stay And Who's to know if I paint this picture on and move along Into the next one you find to have a face you deem worth saving now So I stir and I pace, and I can't shake the feeling, that I'm all i have left to blame If all this is a myth, why do we strive so hard for it When failure is imminent.