I was standing,
staying still,
never said what I feel.
And every time I took the blame,
carried all this quiet shame because all the pressure in my chest.
I've got to fight to catch my breath.
And every step still feels the same.
Trying not to break.
Where do I go from here?
Maybe I'll disappear.
If I don't try,
I'll never know.
I'm waiting on you.
Where do I go from here?
There will be no more tears.
Feel the dark feel the fire.
Hear the voice inside.
Not giving up.
It's my turn this time.
They took a shot.
Now I won't mind.
You fall,
I rise,
I take the lead.
So this is how it feels.
Where do I go from here?
Maybe I'll disappear.
If I don't try,
I'll never know.
I'm waiting on you.
Where do I go from here?
There will be no more tears.
Kill the dark.
Feed the fire.
Hear the voice inside.