There is no way this keeps happening to me
Year after year
There is no way its this tight of a string
Wrapped in a leash

Flashlights are aiming at corners I've yet to explore
Maybe they would tell me something if I closed the door

I wrote some songs that sound more like a scream
Buried in strings
I go for walks just to hear myself breathe
Gives me release

There are some strange episodes
That I can't justify
Whispers around me, a face that I can't recognize
Rise in the dark

Have I not given enough?
Have you not listened enough, or at all?
I keep on having these dreams
Where it gets blurry with "no, it can be"
Not at all
But, as always
I'll find my way out
With reasons I should stick around

Have I not given enough?
Have you not listened enough, or at all?
No, not at all
But, as always
I'll find my way out
With reasons I should stick around

Reasons I should stick around