S.S.D.D.
Spiraling Down
Is this all I have to look forward to?
A mirror's image of a boy who hasn't got a clue
What to do next
What's to prove next
Soft spoken words
Fail hard
To produce a message
I want to go back
Restart
Erasing all the damage
Burnt out on being alive
I'm ready to start living
Looking up
My ideals clouding the airspace
While self-doubt reigns me down
Into the same place
Of what to do next
What's to prove next
Soft spoken words
Fail hard
To produce a message
I want to go back
Restart
Erasing all the damage
Burnt out on being alive
I'm ready to start living
Same routine on a different day
I'm just a time bomb ticking away
The closer I get to the end I find
I don't want to fall inside the lines
Autor(es): A Deathbed Promise