Confused and lost Why does my heart tell me to break If I'm already sold to the deeps It's true, I'm done With all these bullshit stories I tell Myself, I'm gonna make it So I will heal my head out Clean all the blood and mess I left at the front All the bumps and bruises I got when I was numb Tell me I ain't right, I love it, I'll prove you wrong Well, this time I'm gonna get back on that Sun Look away from The Otherside And I don't think I'll be coming back Confused and lost Why does my heart tell me to break If I'm already sold to the deeps It's true, I'm done With all these bullshit stories I tell Myself, I'm gonna make it But I might not make it, might not make it I can feel it suffocating It's a thrill and it's a wreckage Lookin' at the stars But I might not make it, might not make it I can feel it suffocating It's a thrill and it's a wreckage Lookin' at the stars Confused and lost Why does my heart tell me to break If I'm already sold to the deeps