Every morning I look at my reflection And question who is staring back at me. Do I choose to be bitter, spiteful, and quick to make enemies? All my words are daggers, My tongue is poisonous.
Always quick to judge and slow with forgiveness, I keep burning bridges before I finish crossing. Spiral through the free-fall and pray for solid ground, Spiral through the free-fall, I can't find solid ground.
Reaching towards the heavens, looking for a hand, A hand I've never seen in this darkness.
Who can pull me from this darkness? Stop the tide from drowning me, in a sea of my regret. When all hope is fleeting, the waves carry me to shore So I can start again.
Fix my eyes on a new horizon, free myself from the burden of my past And pretend who I was yesterday is gone.
Each time that I claim that I have been reborn, The voice inside tells me that I can never change. All my words will always turn to daggers pinning me to the wall. Now I'd die just to feel.
Every emotion I've shown has been a clever forgery. Every memory held regret And I was dying just to feel something real Besides the shame of feeling every choice I ever made made hurt you. If it meant I could feel alive, I would show the world the truth And let them take me as I am or cast me aside. At least I'd feel alive, (feel alive). Or cast me aside, (cast me aside).Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
