Lyrics: Charles Sanchez
Music: Charles Sanchez
Sleeping in is getting old so I'm lying down
Continually unsure wondering why I waste my time
I looked up now I'm out of touch with what I thought I once was
I'm standing now but I don't know how much trust I have in myself
Or anyone else
My hands are becoming too weak to hold onto my own head
I'm exhausted from telling myself that I really know nothing
What keeps me from leaving this room is the memories I have
Of the time that I sat here and held onto something I said
But I'm over it
What makes me feel so weak
Is my inability to walk out from under this ****ing ceiling
No one knows why my head is numb it's all a part of
Why I can't feel sad when I know that it's worth it
I'm done trying I'm done trying