I worry about the weather and the pressure in my head
And how my lungs can’t find the oxygen to form a single breath
That doesn’t get caught in my throat with all the words I couldn’t say
I pray that things are getting better…
I still worry about the weather and I’m sick to d**h of rain
And these panic attacks do nothing for my tired and swollen brain
My days aren’t getting better, I’m still numbing all the pain
I lost my mind and all my hope in feeling fine again
I’m holding out for a saving grace to show me the error of my ways
I really need a change
I’m not a pessimist but sometimes hope is missed or missing
I haven’t felt so f**ing drained. I need a break
I caught a glimpse of my reflection and didn’t recognise my face
I left an note at home explaining how I’m sorry that I left
I just needed to be alone for a while to realise that I’m a mess
I pray that things are better but I won’t hold my breath.
I’m holding out for a saving grace to show me the error of my ways
I really need a change
I’m not a pessimist but sometimes hope is missed or missing
I haven’t felt so f**ing drained. I need a break
I’m not quite there but I’m on my way
I’m still forgetting names and faces, I need to get away from this place
Because my outlook’s changed along with how I speak
I’m really not the same as I used to be
I’m always living in my head and I can’t remember when I last felt alive.
I’m holding out for a saving grace to show me the error of my ways
I really need a change
I’m not a pessimist but sometimes hope is missed or missing
I haven’t felt so f**ing drained. I need a break