My skin's the crumbling walls

And the fire in between is my blood

And it's cold and weak and small

And I'm waiting for the day that the structure finally gives

And the home I've known forever decays and I lose my grip

When there's this constant reminder being drilled into my brain

I still believe in happiness and I want to find a way

But lately my whole world is being swallowed by the grey

For now there's comfort in the quiet, solitude, and rainy days

I've got my sadness to a science, all I can do is hope for change

There's comfort in the quiet, solitude, and rainy days

And it's boiling up again

I can't let go and I'm wearing thin

These knots in my throat coil and constrict

And it's the shortening of the days

The dark that seems to grip

All the ice that fills my veins

And this guilt that always trips

I've felt so grey and out of place

Bent out of shape, but stuck in my ways

And I've been searching for the answers

Will I always be this way?

And when I call out will you answer?

'Cause I've been screaming but nothing's changed