All this time I've been fighting.
I've been running for so long.
My legs can't hold me up anymore.

They'll give out, I'll hit the floor.

And I'm so tired of fighting the same old pain.

I don't know if I can face another day.
Oh god when did I get so weak?


We all have wounds, we all have scars.
Everyone has their demons to fight, but it takes its toll
I don't know if I can face it on my own.

I'm so tired of all this pain.
These last few years have drained me completely.
Dragging me down to the depths of the sea,

I've got my arms out, pull me from the waves.

But it takes its toll.

I don't think I can face this on my own.
Don't leave me standing on my own.
Don't leave me stranded in the cold.


Pull me away from this life full of hate.
From a world that could care less, away from the distance.

Make me feel alive.

I'll never leave behind the ones who pulled me from the waves.

I'll never leave behind the ones who pulled me in.