Had it written down at 17 in late July

I was safe 'n sound inside my bedroom in the night

Where do I go from here?

Where do I go from here?

So what if it don't kill you? It's the paper cuts that sting

Get yourself infected by the tiniest of things

Leave you without a trace

Leave you without a trace

How do you lose your way?

How do you lose your way back home when you don't go nowhere?

You're in the same pace you always were

I was busy reading everything between the lines

Always feeling sorry for the feelings left behind

I couldn't keep them safe

I couldn't keep them safe

How do you lose your way?

How do you lose your way back home when you don't go nowhere?

You're in the same pace you always were