I've been thinking too much

I've carried this burden for far too long

Is there any relief from this hell I've built

Is there any beauty to this storm

I can feel me crumble

I feel me fade away each time

but I hold tightly to this this anguish

for I feel safe inside its arms

This wounds, self inflicted

obtained by running to the past

Oh, lord I have seen the beauty

But the beauty never last

So I lay alone

Lay alone in these sheets

My mind vacant of the beauty

plagued by my heroin dreams

But I can overcome this

All I need is one more day

How I long to see the beauty

Rid my body of the pain

But I can feel the hunger

Weigh on the heels of my escape

This does not seem to falter

No I cannot seem to break

No I cannot seem to break.