All this time, It had been right in front of me
Close enough to see but just out of reach
Will my works help obtain my peace or will they be the d**h of me?
Cause I've had visions of this world
A place where I could be set free, of all this hatred, all this guilt
It all comes crashing around me
Every night I lay awake, relapsing into the same f**ing state
I tried to grow out of my shell
It's like this four god damn walls have become my cell
The ghosts of my past have been weighing me down
The ghosts of my past have been weighing me down
Even though I'm struggling to keep up
I'm not beat yet, I'm not beat yet
I'm clinging on (clinging on) to this so called "hope"
I'm clinging on (clinging on) I'm clinging on
I'm struggling to keep up, but I'll find my way
My way back home, I won't give up
It's always been hard to move on, with your head in the ground
Six feet down
I've dug my own f**ing grave
And all this time I'd been born under a sun of attrition
And I've been waiting for myself to begin a new endeavour
I've had visions of this world
A place where I could be set free of all this hatred, all this guilt
It all comes crashing around me
I've been waiting for myself to begin a new endeavour