Paramount

Disoriented, abandoned hope My fractured foundation is now exposed These taunting whispers death call out my name Only the darkness shall remain Let me surrender For I am far too weak to bear the weight of my shame It's not a life, but a cruel existence As I wither away with each passing day All alone, I've walked this path In fear my next breath would be my last Paralyzed by my own discomposure Suffocating inside my own skin Endlessly I wither within Will I become who I'm meant to be? When the past is all I ever see I'm losing sight (Have I lost the plot again?) Now I stand here heart in hand Finally learning to let go The ghosts of my past no longer define me Confined to a hell of my own making Where every dream lies dead around me Still I remain aching, longing to be something more than this Cause all I want is to be set free To be the man I was meant to be I'll pave my own way Until the agony fades away Will I become who I'm meant to be? When the past is all I ever see I'm losing sight (Have I lost the plot again?) Now I stand here heart in hand Finally learning to let go The ghosts of my past no longer define me The ghosts of my past... The ghosts of my past won't define me