One foot, in front of the other
trudging along through the rain, the wind and thunder
I try. All i can say is that I try. I try my best but
sometimes im weak though i like to put on this front that I’m strong
and people don’t read too far into me, they think i’ve got it going on
so tell me why do i feel so hollow like i’ve been carved out of my own skull?
A pill i just can’t swallow, i cant do this on my own.
—I’ve got a dependence, I need a vice. I need something destructive in my life. i need someone that has to hurt me at some point. I need to suffer just to reach a turning point. I’m headed for the storm, i’m ready for it to take me in, in this sailboat i’m travelin in.