Texty: Pressure. Build Up To Nothing.

Here I stand
Head buried in my hands
Powerless to change what I've become
If the path that I've paved can't be erased
The mistakes that I have made
Will eat away at me

Lay away, sleep won't bring me peace
These dreams bring false hope.
Not one thing I wouldn't give
Just to feel...just to feel

It gets more difficult to shut my eyes and let this go
It's like a ton of bricks, landing flat on my lungs
It's not any easier to simplify the problems in my mind
The weight of the world right here on my back

Lay awake. Sleep won't bring me peace
These dreams bring false hope
Not one thing I wouldn't give
Just to feel...just to feel