I'll try to get back up,
what am I waiting for this time?
I’m over playing with this plight
But I’m still handcuffed, facedown to the floor
And I’m waiting but I’m hating what I’m waiting for
It’s time to take ahold of what belongs to me
It’s time to walk away with no apologies
These voices in the mirror start quietly
And now they’re screaming back at me
Don't let go
Holding on to my hands will stop me from bleeding
Don't let go
I'm so sick of feeling like i'm helpless
Is this over yet?
Backing up to the wall again
Getting sick of wasting so much time
Yes I'm a fool if I think I'm born to be waiting
but i'm hating what i'm waiting for
How could I?
Have been so earthbound
My heart hidden in depths
My face buried in the ground
It's time to uproot myself and move on
How could I?
Make sound... when my mouth and lungs
are both shut from what happens inside
It's time to uproot myself and move on
The voices inside my head
they tell me what to do
they hope i'm listening
I hope so too...