Lachlan Faulkner - Atlantic lyrics

This is not who I am, I'm still hiding I'm waiting in my own reflection Hands shaking with anxiety Heart beating out of time Only I can hear my breath at night This is not who I was hoping to become This shell of a man This dark exterior given to Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears This is not who I was hoping to become This shell of a man (My Hands are shaking with anxiety) This dark exterior… Only I can hear my breath at night This is not who I was hoping to become This shell of a man This dark exterior given to Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears Steal this night from me Take it and make it your own These are not the nights I wish for These nights are cold and unrelenting These nights are depressing These nights bring knives So as they can carve themselves into my memory Leave me here alone k** the breeze on your way out And let me ferment in my own self-pity Let me ferment, let me ferment in my own self-pity These are not the nights I wish for These nights are cold and unrelenting These nights are depressing These nights bring knives These nights bring knives Leave me here alone… Leave me here alone… k** the breeze on your way out And let me ferment in my own self-pity