I have lost my way and I am trying to be free
Of the way I feel
Of the way you made me feel
So can you own this mess
Or is it beyond your character to face me
Or are you afraid to face me
Collapsing, interior rot
Your soul's not a house but it simulates one
No mirrors, the doors busted wide
Besides a few animals, no one is left inside
I'd like to watch our breath form on the window
Snowfall in the forest beyond
But you let this place rot
Let this place rot
Now I feel lost
So far from a feeling called home
Is this infinite or not
You're a wound that I can't dress
You're a question that I didn't ask
You're a threat that got stuck in my mouth
A no I wish I got out
I'd like to watch our breath form on the window
Snowfall in the forest beyond
But you let this place rot
Let this place rot
Now I feel lost
So far from a feeling called home
Is this infinite or not
