I'm not quite sure what's happening to me But I can't seem to find a way out of bed I seem hell-bent on losing most anything Except for some sleep And I don't know where to go The meaning's lost on me But I got nothing to do Why leave? When did I become so used to it? Losing everything I came to be Fading into the background once again It's too much (So just save it) It's too much You'd think I'd learn from past mistakes And yet all this self-pity and doubt lingers, coiled in my head I keep pushing the blame, hoping for anything It's all just the same Am I too eager to find another easy way out? Am I losing my mind? When did I become so used to it? Losing everything I came to be Fading into the background once again I tell myself all the time "What's lost can never be mine" I wonder if it's forever Well, I doubt it It's too much (It's too much) It's too much Sometimes I feel paralyzed By the weight of moments left behind Sometimes I'm just plain terrified Of the way they always pass me by