Every moment of everyday,
all I dream about is running away
Or I try and find the quickest fix,
but every time I try to hit, I miss,
for far too long, I used to be so strong.
And I have difficulty breathing.
I can't hear my heart beating.
I have numbered all my insides
because I don't wanna be lost on the outside.
I used to walk but now I just stumble.
Everything I love seems so far gone.
Is it worth it? Am I just a failure -
waiting for my world to come crashing down?
And I have difficulty breathing.
I can't hear my heart beating.
I have numbered all my insides
because I don't want to be lost on the outside.
And I, and I, and I - don't wanna be lost ... on the outside.