Ticking on the clock stopped ticking and it made all the days the same
looking out wanting more but my legs aren’t on the floor
My nerves are slowly gaining and I start complaining that I’m done for
I wish I could push myself to the edge make a pledge that I won’t blame

My head and my heart are conflicting and it’s making me just go insane
I wish I could rid the thought of nothing and do something, get off life support

They take our hand, jump into quick sand and slowly make us drown
Confusions and illusions I think they are winning the game
Let’s go forth
We’ll head up north where the winds are surely off sure
We’ll turn it around
turn it around
turn it around

My head and my heart are conflicting and it’s making me just go insane
I wish I could rid the thought of nothing and do something, get off life support x4