I close my eyes, dear, and begin my life. You know sometimes, I fear, I'm not even alive-I'm just a breath in time (but I could be more).
I'm just a waste of time (and I can't tell what I'm good for).
Awakened by an explosion.
Gasping for air.
I realize I'm breathing but I'm not so sure that I'm alive at all.
Do your thoughts drive you insane when something inside keeps
saying that you can't live your life this way?
I close my eyes, dear, and begin my life.
You know sometimes, I fear, I'm not even alive-I'm just a breath in time but I could be more
(and a breath won't last).
I'm just a waste of time and I can't tell what I'm good for
(but your time has passed you).
So now I stand on my own and feel the weight of choices I have made alone.
You know it kills me to live so consciously.
So consciously, I fight my fears for my control of me. So I can break free.
To live for others I believed was something that's a part of me and sure enough I aimed to please 'til there was nothing left of me.
I was no altruist but I gave myself away. Thinking it'll all make sense one day.
One day it will make sense to me.
All the ears we spent so desperate to find answers we already knew if we close our eyes.
And just look inside ourselves and think,
"Am I really who I want to be or do I live for someone else's dream? Am I living someone else's dream?"
(You know that you can start over again).
No one else can live my life so it's time to live it consciously right now.
I'm feeling more alive than I have ever felt and I'm a sacrifice to no one.
And when I close my eyes, I'll know I did my best, it's time to rest.
I close my eyes, dear, and begin my life.
You know sometimes, I fear, I'm not even alive-I'm just a breath in time but I could be more
(and a breath won't last).
I'm just a waste of time and I know what I'm good for.
Oh the way these thoughts, they complicate our happy endings;
it's never ending.
The battles that I've fought have brought me to my knees.
Oh the way these thoughts...
So now I stand on my own and feel the weight of choices I have made alone.
You know it kills me to live so consciously.
So consciously, I fight my fears for my control of me.
So I can break free.
Break free.
I'm just a waste of time (and I can't tell what I'm good for).
Awakened by an explosion.
Gasping for air.
I realize I'm breathing but I'm not so sure that I'm alive at all.
Do your thoughts drive you insane when something inside keeps
saying that you can't live your life this way?
I close my eyes, dear, and begin my life.
You know sometimes, I fear, I'm not even alive-I'm just a breath in time but I could be more
(and a breath won't last).
I'm just a waste of time and I can't tell what I'm good for
(but your time has passed you).
So now I stand on my own and feel the weight of choices I have made alone.
You know it kills me to live so consciously.
So consciously, I fight my fears for my control of me. So I can break free.
To live for others I believed was something that's a part of me and sure enough I aimed to please 'til there was nothing left of me.
I was no altruist but I gave myself away. Thinking it'll all make sense one day.
One day it will make sense to me.
All the ears we spent so desperate to find answers we already knew if we close our eyes.
And just look inside ourselves and think,
"Am I really who I want to be or do I live for someone else's dream? Am I living someone else's dream?"
(You know that you can start over again).
No one else can live my life so it's time to live it consciously right now.
I'm feeling more alive than I have ever felt and I'm a sacrifice to no one.
And when I close my eyes, I'll know I did my best, it's time to rest.
I close my eyes, dear, and begin my life.
You know sometimes, I fear, I'm not even alive-I'm just a breath in time but I could be more
(and a breath won't last).
I'm just a waste of time and I know what I'm good for.
Oh the way these thoughts, they complicate our happy endings;
it's never ending.
The battles that I've fought have brought me to my knees.
Oh the way these thoughts...
So now I stand on my own and feel the weight of choices I have made alone.
You know it kills me to live so consciously.
So consciously, I fight my fears for my control of me.
So I can break free.
Break free.