And just like that this life's diluted
Lying dead is the new norm
Held back by my insecurities derived from scorn
Save me from me
When it comes to this
A depletion of condolences has come about
Turn your cheek when a life has burned out
When it comes to this hope becomes what holds me back
When it comes to this I feel like I'd rather bleed out
Than making a promise of making it out
Breaking me with every bit of doubt
It breathes me in before I can beat it out
Show me a path of which I can crawl out