Is it a lie to say I'm happy with the way things all turned out?
And looking back I'm proud of where we've been
I had that same dream (where I know how the puzzle piece fits)
But I just can't reach it anymore
It's getting harder to keep my head out of water
Accept that I have grown
I've been chasing pavements nightly
Searching for some clarity
And a place to call my home
Its sink or swim with concrete at my feet
(head underwater)
I wonder when the end and I will meet
Every night that I cannot sleep it gets harder and harder to chase my dreams
(When they're fucking chasing me)
It's getting harder to keep my head out of water
Accept that I have grown
I've been chasing pavements nightly
Searching for some clarity
And a place to call my home
I know I'm over my head, I know I'll never relax
If every step I take is just 2 steps back
Time is wasted away spent swallowed in fear
Will I be stuck in my head or will I disappear?
It's getting harder to keep my head out of water
Accept that I have grown
I've been chasing pavements nightly
Searching for some clarity
And a place to call my home
