Is there a way out, a way out from the let down I'm living in?
Some refuge from the cloud I'm under.
Living in lies, what I am is never good enough.
Every time I cry, it’s just the surface.
There’s no hope if I give them nothing.
Suffocating, so unnerving, I can't get this off my chest.
But I'm coping with the feeling of your disappointment.
And now I'm dead in the water.
I'm afraid it’s too late to change.
It’s like I’ve held up a gun to everyone that I love, now this pain won't go away.
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade.
How can words of hope hold weight when I can't believe when I tell them to myself?
I can't feel heart through the violence. A violence that’s self inflicted.
Living in lies, what I am is never good enough.
Every time I cry, it’s just the surface.
There’s no hope if I give them nothing.
And now I'm dead in the water.
I'm afraid it’s too late to change.
It’s like I've held up a gun to everyone that I love, now this pain won't go away.
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade.
Now the cold hard truth. I'm miserable and panicked now.
What can I do? Distress in bloom.
I thought that I could numb the pain, but I'm just losing myself again.
Light it up.
Can I feel love if I'm keeping secrets?
Can I feel peace with a heart made of stone?
And now I'm dead in the water.
I'm afraid it’s too late to change.
It’s like I’ve held up a gun to everyone that I love, now this pain won't go away.
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade.
Can I feel love if I'm keeping secrets again?
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