Silence - Currents

I start to feel the weight, of everything beneath me

It seems like day to day I wait

Waiting for the next mistake to blow back up in my face

What makes you think I’m not living up?

Cause for everything I do, I feel nothing but unloved

Sometimes I feel like it’s just never enough, never enough

My hands just freeze;

shake the snow from the trees

Don’t build this up unless you’re planning to landslide into me

I never saw this coming

I’ll take my chances in running

I don’t need tension for release

The next time I put myself here, pull me out from the rut

Because I don’t think I can take more of this, pushing constantly until my last

breath

There’s no time to find myself, not a second of air, there’s not a moment to

spare, and I’m screaming out my lungs

Screaming out but no one’s there

Callous, careless

How did you miss the fists of tyrants hiding in the shadows of

Spineless, giants?

It feels so out of reach

Jealous, sightless

How many times will you die before your death in your head, this is

Lifeless, defiance

I fear a life left incomplete

As time moves so steadily, it’s making a fool out of me

I’m done depending

I’m on my own now, I am on my own

I can’t be disappointed, I’m expecting gold from a stone

I’m on my own now, I am on my own

I can’t have faith in you

It’s getting old

We’re just a step away from drowning in our dreams

I can’t think of the last time that we were steady

I don’t like where our path is heading;

but if this is forever, I’ll take it

right into my grave

The next time I put myself here, pull me out from the rut

Because I don’t think I can take more of this, pushing constantly until my last

breath

There’s no time to find myself, not a second of air, there’s not a moment to

spare, and I’m screaming out my lungs

Screaming out but no one’s there

Callous, careless

How did you miss the fists of tyrants hiding in the shadows of

Spineless, giants?

It feels so out of reach

Jealous, sightless

How many times will you die before your death in your head, this is

Lifeless, defiance

I fear a life left incomplete

I try so hard to make these parallels meet

The illusion of control always follows me

I’m holding onto dreams

The patience I had is gone

I’m just so sick of second chances

If you can’t keep up, fuck you I’m moving on

Because I can’t keep thinking about what’s going on in your head

Sick of you not seeing where I’m coming from

And I bet when I’m gone, you won’t have anyone

There’s nothing wrong with getting sick of being stepped on

And I bet if I found a way out, you’d fall right to the ground!