Tired from running circles in my head
No clear thoughts
My eyes are wide open
I’m staring at a wall as I lay awake again
Another sleepless night
Nothing making any sense
Did I fuck up again?
Is it all my fault?
What once felt so right has left me sitting here
Feeling nothing at all
Once was us against the world
But now I’m sitting here feeling nothing at all
I remember when the sun used to shine
Those were brighter days
Now everything seems so black and grey
Screaming on the inside
Nowhere to run and hide
The weight of the world bearing down on me
The devil’s calling and I’m losing my fucking mind
I’ll try and do as I did the last time
Make a promise to myself
This might be the last time
Standing staring at hell’s gate I see the devil’s face
As he sits and he waits
What I’m about to do I can’t premeditate
Losing my mind
Breaking this time
I’m about to break
credits
from Won't Let Go,
released March 9, 2017
Guest vocals performed by John McAleer
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