I take in this smoke,
To fill my lungs,
Until I can't breathe any more,
To keep me busy and my mind off these walls,
They're caving in and my sins are taking control of me,
I look up to the sky,
Watch as our cloud nine passes me by,
Haunted by the silence of the nights,
An empty bed with a filled up head,
These thoughts are running wild on me,
Because I've been holding out, holding out.
Telling myself, that there's nothing in my way,
Am I ever gonna wake up some day?
Holding out, holding out.
Telling myself that I just need to wait,
Am I ever gonna wake up someday?