You're feeling pain and I relate
I apologize for saving face
But, you can blame me for all that is slow
Because I've been sinking and been drinking through the vast fermenting tides
I never stay dry
I hate that I retaliate by getting in my own way
With artificial hope supply
Still I sedate so I can face the facts and still deny
That I am equally to blame
I hate that I retaliate by getting in my own way with medicated alibis
(What calls my name?)
(Fermented love?)
(What stress am I a product of?)
(Self medication)
How open must I be to admit that I finally like me
Where's this going?
I've been in transit for a while with tickets non-refundable
I need this to be the best dollar spent in an honest attempt to be free
Hope will soon justify wrong, the right, the blame; our vindication
Lay your head down
I'll see you soon
I'll see you when it's time
It feels much better to be someone blissful, stupid, and young
I have found myself unerring peace for a while and I pray that the waves will recede
No path is wrong, but it matters where you stand
When you look back at where you came from
I don't want to wait
I don't want to wake up
Laying still in bed with nothing done