Current Mood:  contemplative
I’ve given up on giving up slowly,
I’m blending in so You won’t even know me apart from this whole world that
shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention is my one last shot at redemption because I know
to live you must give your life away
And I’ve been housing all this doubt and insecurity
and I’ve been locked inside that house all the while
You hold the key And I’ve been dying to get out and
that might be the death of me And even though, there’s
no way in knowing where to go, promise I’m going because
I gotta get outta here I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.
Reliant K |