Excuse me please I need to get a lot off my chest
'Cause I can't keep on living like this
So much too gain, while there's so much to lose
make that make sense
Guess that's what happens
when you're fighting a war within yourself
Yeah, somewhere a long the way
I lost the only thing keeping me from
going over the edge-lost my sense of direction
In the end everyone thinks I turned out alright
but the truth is...
I'm relearning everything I once knew
Trying to break free from the darkness that
held me down for so long
Holding onto the hope that
it's not too late for me to become
the opposite of what I'm used to being.
Can I rewrite my ending?
I'm decoding-
all the things that keep me awake at night
Trying to be patient
with what only time can tell,
but I'm tired of
gluing back the same broken pieces
"Everything had a story, a lesson"
is what I tell myself...
but damn-
what the hell was this one for?
I'm decodinging..
all the lessons that turned my spirit blue
Can you really hate someone for rearranging the things
she's been trying to burn?
I'm done feeling like no matter
how hard I try-
Change after change- it was
never enough for people who gave nothing back
Maybe that was my problem
Let me decode the hate before
it takes shape again-
and bring back the peace
I once felt safe in.
Forgiving..
but never forgetting the ticking time
bomb we all knew too well.
So go ahead
say hello to the
Controlled Storm.