I’ve given up on giving up slowly,
I’m blending in so you won’t even know me.
Apart from this whole world that shares my fate
This one last bullet you mention,
is my one last shot at redemption,
because I know to live, you must give your life away.
And I’ve been housing all this doubt
and insecurity,
And I’ve been locked inside that house,
all the while, you hold the key
And I’ve been dying to get out
and that might be the death of me
And even though, there’s no way in knowing
where to go, promise I’m going
because I gotta get outta here
I’m stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistake
I gotta get outta here
And I’m begging You, I’m begging You, I’m begging You to be my escape.
Yeah, delusions.
Iwin.