I'm picking the skin
Off my fingertips
And pretending
That my heart doesn't ache
And when the sun rises
I'll open my eyes
And take a breath
That I don't want to take
I've made some mistakes
And maybe the worst
Was believing
There's such a thing as fate
Because maybe I stopped trying
And maybe that's
When I started dying
We have to fight for our dreams
But to me it seems
That maybe I spend too much time
Hiding
Too much time
Crying
Too much time
Buying
Into the idea
That you can coexist with fear
Because if I stay here
I swear there will be no point
In living
This fight is imminent
I'm shedding my ignorance
Because it's what I need to survive
It's do or die