Hanmer Street

I broke myself I want my old life back I lost my sense of purpose You tell me; you tell me I'm wrong I find comfort in the selfishness Of the things we ask ourselves I find comfort in the uncertainty That we might be dead or might be waking up Time will tell If this dream is just life as well Time will tell; time will tell I can't seem to ignore all the signs Are you waiting to come back to us? I could not believe it all this time All I wanted was someone to know So I lay awake knowing I lie to myself Break the cycle I don't want to live in a life that aches for lies we aim to hide A life that goes on A darkness that grows Forget not what's there You're begging me not to forget You've been asking me when I'll find what is missing I've tried I'm trying so hard to forget The scenes that repeat in my head There's things I've seen I've never said But I'd rather they kill me instead 'Cause it's so far away The love and the praise The promises that I was fed As the paint dries And the grass dies Are you waiting To come back to us I want my old life back I lost my sense of purpose You tell me; you tell me I'm wrong I find comfort in the selfishness Of the things we ask ourselves I find comfort in the uncertainty That we might be dead or might be waking up