They say the grass is greener where you are

I think we're so close yet we're still so far

I'm building castles made of broken sand

It's hard to tell if my life's in my hands

With one step at a time and two steps back

I can feel my world collapse, as it comes under attack

Now my walls they fall apart again, I'm beginning to lose my mind again

I can feel my world collapse, as it comes under attack

Why do we choose to do this to ourselves?

Let's place these hostile feelings back on the shelf

It's an SOS, I tried my fucking best, Is there anyone out there?

Anyone who truly fucking believes in me

They say the grass is greener where you are

I think we're so close yet we're still so far

From the dizzy heights I made up in my head

To the lowest lows that fill me up with, fill me up with dread

Why do we do this to ourselves? is there anyone out there?