How ironic it is that you need to lose something in order to make yourself whole again
I feel like I've been chained for a million times and I have the keys yet I don't want to be unchained
Wish we could take back all those skins we shed for people who bathed us and made us into something we don't wanna be
I was staring at this bright lilac sky by the shore, the next thing I know I can see myself drowning in the sea; struggling to fight the chaos within me