pull back at the realization that i m running out of time
Only to be chained by my self condemnation, i ve let opportunity wilt away, so why am i pushing you so far away
brought on by irrational fears
how you ve haunted this life of mine to be
brought on by irrational fears
like a garden thats been cut off from the rain
Pull back at the realization that i m running out of time, now the blood is on my hands because i m killing the very thing that i love
i m afraid to lose what i have yet to obtain
How you ve haunted this life of mine to be, i m writhing with frustration as the idea of failure has me paralyzed
brought on by irrational fears
i put you off for temporary satisfaction
So why am i pushing you so far away, subconscious and grey, subconscious and gray
I ve let opportunity wilt away, like a garden thats been cut off from the rain
the very light to my day
You fed me all this time and bestowed to me an appetite that was prime, pull back at the realization that i m running out of time
Like a garden thats been cut off from the rain, you fed me all this time and bestowed to me an appetite that was prime, now the blood is on my hands because i m killing the very thing that i love
like a garden thats been cut off from the rain
Now the blood is on my hands because i m killing the very thing that i love, i ve let opportunity wilt away, so why am i pushing you so far away
Falling for the iron grip of idle fears, i m afraid to lose what i have yet to obtain, and i m left to wonder when the day comes when my dreams are pulled under
i m afraid to lose what i have yet to obtain