Sometimes I cry myself to sleep,
Over all the promises I made I couldn't keep. Pain rushes through down to my feet,
I dunno if I can keep up with the heat.
Head hung low,
time moves slow,
searching for the answers that I didnt know. Battling the demons inside my head, replaying the things I wish I never said.
One decision away from making the biggest mistake,
trusting the people that turned out to be fake. My life's a battle that gets harder to face, living with dreams that get harder to chase. One chance one shot,
Is all that we got.
I just want to be me rather than something I'm not.
Will it matter in the end?
Cause I'm really tired of having to pretend.