Pulling back the coffer, standing by its side

I see the flaws in what I offer, the me that I don’t like

Comfortable in chaos, I’ve been there once before

If only I could stave off the anxious on the floor

So here it is, the blank page I desire

To fill it in is to hang out in the fire

I’m burning out

You pointed out my mistakes, but how ‘bout where I land?

The sound that this searching makes carries me and my friends

I long to get away, but it’s short and I’m right here

Saying nothing of the station, the path it isn’t clear

No solid ground

So catch me hanging around

And burning it down

(I’ve seen you walk around aimless in same spaces)

(I’ve heard you talk about, talk about wasted aces)

I’ve heard you talk about this feeling you’ve been waiting on is it here? Why are you running?

‘Cause my mind keeps having thoughts that make me wanna die or disappear. I’m not sure who is at the helm but

I can dance as loud as I want to

I can sing as hard as I feel

No one could ever take this away from me

Only ever what you give is real