why can't time just freeze so i can stop and take a breathe for a second
with each breath i draw in it will not calm my head that continues to spin
what is this life
why is this the way things go
someone get me off this crazy thing...

my lungs stay tight, almost as if each breath makes them grow tighter and tighter
i used to think i was such a fighter but now the heart, the mind, the sprit are full of nothing but doubt
what are these thoughts
why are things going this way
someone get me off this crazy thing...

i'm tired of this fight, for what it's worth, fighting for something that won't unearth
i just can't seem to figure it out and now i'm filled with doubt
what should i do
why should i
someone get me off this crazy thing...

i want to run, run, run away but just like the rest of time i decide to stay
if i don't stay then things won't change, i won't get to the next height
i will make it through this fight
what did you expect me to do
why don't i just up and run
it's just my work here is never done