Lately I… have looked inside myself
Lately I… have lived as someone else
From the spark that was my youth have I become a man?
Lately I… have buried my head in the sand

I awake with the sun - And I'm biting my tongue
Not prepared to begin - Counting sleepless nights
As the night closes in - I confess to the wind
I don't want to begin - Counting sleepless nights

Lately I… Lately I… heard voices in my head
Doing time inside my mind wondering what's been said
Lately I… found truth in the sand instead

I awake with the sun - And I'm biting my tongue
Not prepared to begin - Counting sleepless nights
As the night closes in - I confess to the wind
I don't want to begin - Counting sleepless nights
I hate the sun - I bite my tongue
I'm not prepared - For sleepless nights
The night comes in - I tell the wind
I can't begin - Those sleepless nights
I can't begin - Counting sleepless nights
I can't begin - Counting sleepless nights

I taste the sand through lips clogged with shame and tears
I taste the aftermath before I face my fears

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