Trapped inside this chaotic space, unable to focus or place words to a face.
Things that we abuse and give no thought at all.
When they’re gone we’re in trouble.
How can you watch as I struggle here?
How can you hold as I lose my grip?
And how can you face as I look away?
How can you?
Sick of the silence
Longing for release
I’m sick of the silence
And it’s the sense that I need
Suffocating, isolating, impulse strength is waning.
I’m sick of the silence
A fear I had that’s slowly coming true.
And all around me people act as if I’m here
It’s so stupid can you see I’m acting weird
I’ve lost the only thing that helps me meet the ends
A broken gift with no returns, exchanges or repairs.
How can you watch as I struggle here?
How can you hold as I lose my grip?
And how can you face as I look away?
How can you?
Sick of the silence
Longing for release
I’m sick of the silence
And it’s the sense that I need
Suffocating, isolating, impulse strength is waning.
I’m sick of the silence
A fear I had that’s slowly coming true.
Trapped inside this chaotic space, unable to focus or place words to a face.
Things that we abuse and give no thought at all.
When they’re gone we’re in trouble.
I’m Sick of the silence
Longing for release
I’m sick of the silence
And it’s the sense that I need
Suffocating, isolating, impulse strength is waning.
I’m sick of the silence
A fear that I have slowly coming true.
Sick of the silence
Longing for release
I’m sick of the silence
And it’s the sense that I need
Suffocating, isolating, impulse strength is waning.
I’m sick of the silence!
