To feel, is to burn

True change is never easy

The fear, and the growth, in knowing that nothing is here to stay

No one can help me help myself

Too much, too soon

I lost myself in you

Sorting through all the rights, the wrongs

The moments of meaning

Too little, too late for me

To feel, is to burn

True change is never easy

The fear, and the growth, in knowing you know nothing

Talking circles until they're perfect

Always questioning if I'm worth it

Talking circles until they're perfect

Always questioning if I'm worth it

To feel, is to burn

True change is never easy

The fear, and the growth in knowing that nothing is here to stay

No one can help me help myself