Not so often now do I feel the cold that’s so familiar Come creeping back on lonely nights It feels as if I’m slowly taking control But then again, who knows? Am I even in control? Over and over again Why is it that when I’m moving forward I’m pulled into the wrong direction? As I lose myself, I start to trace my steps I can’t do this again I’m fucking sick of feeling like I need to prove myself What is it that I’m even trying to prove? I need some closure, I need to move forward I need to prove to myself I’m not that fragile boy I once was But your name is pulling me down With the weight of four years, pulling me down I thought I was past this But surely, I’m not so sure I thought I was past this I thought I was past this I want to throw it away, but it can’t end this way I thought I’d broken these chains, but it will always remain Now rest my tired eyes I need a rest from my fucking mind I’m fucking sick of feeling like I need to prove myself What is it that I’m even trying to prove? I need some closure, I need to move forward I need a rest from my fucking mind I’m fucking sick of feeling like I need to prove myself It’s time to rest my tired eyes