Stuck in a cycle
A never ending cycle of survival
Stuck in denial
A never ending cycle of denial
Running out of titles
Dismissing hard the suicidal thoughts
Dismissing hard the chaotic knots
Itβs been such a hassle to connect the dots
The path to freedom seems so close yet so far
My mind is fucking with me raw
I looked into my future in my dreams and this is far from what I saw
Three deep breaths and I unclench my jaw
A few breaths to relaxβ¦
Patching up all the cracksβ¦
So focused on what was behind, too busy looking over my back
I slacked⦠I slacked to move forward
I was my own torture, I was enslaved by my own orders
Slaughtered by my own disorders
I couldnβt be happy because I wasnβt allowing myself to move forward
