You can't find a place to open up | |
A new wound on me | |
To live what could have been | |
Blackouts of my memory | |
You can't believe what's inside of me | |
I know things are looking dark this time | |
You gotta stand up on your own | |
Yeah, yeah | |
Keep running, keep hiding | |
And you don't speak | |
And you don't speak | |
And you can't make up your mind |