Lyrics: Thomas Giaimo
Music: Thomas Giaimo
It's kinda cold inside this place
I'm a victim of too many empty days
Even with the threat of wastin' away
I don't feel the same as I did back then
Did back then
Hold me tight
Cycle every day and end up
Back at night
Looking at your face I stay up
Watching lights
Don't wanna live that way but I guess
Karma bites
And I'll never win this fight with myself
And the way that I feel's so trapped inside
And if it doesnt feel real then close your eyes
And I try and I try
Ain't nothing going right
Took one step forward and lost my line of sight
Pay no mind
To the people cross the bridge
No they can't ever envision
What you've been through where you've been
Either way it's none their business
Hold me tight
Cycle every day and end up
Back at night
Looking at your face I stay up
Watching lights
Don't wanna live that way but I guess
Karma bites
And I'll never win this fight with myself
And I'll never win this fight with myself
Hold me tight