Texty: Movielife (The). Forty Hour Train Back To Penn. Jamaica Next.

Everything has change
For the worse
And I can't seem to shake this evil curse
Seems to follow me
And resides with pain and failure
Deep inside my soul
It's cold
What can I do

And all those inner demons start to burn
And will I start to dred
Or begin to fall behind

Breathe in, breathe out
Survive
I felt condemned to this
And I'm not going back again
Start to begin
Breathe in, Breathe out
Survive
Keep my head up on the water
Get my feet back on the sand
Cus tomorrow might be all I get

All the spots we waste
The second time is always said to be much better than the first
So why does it hurt?
Could it be our smiles are nothing but wrinkles on our face
It's such a waste

When feelings that were meant to be told,
Stand out in the cold, and truth stands aside

Breathe in, breathe out
Survive
I felt condemned to this
And I'm not going back again
Start to begin
Breathe in, Breathe out
Survive
Keep my head up on the water
Get my feet back on the sand
Cause tomorrow might be all I get

Flag down, betrayed for what I gave
I should have left it alone
Just leave and wipe the burn from my eyes
Flag down, betrayed for what I gave
I should have left it alone
Just leave and wipe the burn from my eyes

Breathe in, breathe out
Survive
I felt condemned to this
And I'm not going back again
Start to begin
Breathe in, Breathe out
Survive
Cus tomorrow might be all I get