I'm still holding on
These thoughts make my brain tick like a bomb
Deaths coming to get me
These sweet yet bitter words
I sing along to them like a mocking bird
I look so strong
But yet so delicate
I'm coming undone
These words are beginning to suffocate
I thought my demons were my friends
Now they're coming to get me
The tigger is between my eyes
I'm coming undone
It's too late
I look so strong yet so delicate
I'm trying to hold it together
But its not getting better