Frantic Hands – Rarity

I just need some time, take a step in my mind
There’s more than a mile to go before I’m proud of what I’ll show

I’ve lost all of my confidence
Too busy counting my failures, too numb to feel better
Lying to my conscience, these sheets are my shelter

Standing on the edge again
Scratching my hands frantically
The nights I stay up the shaking won’t stop
And the pain won’t seem to leave
I can’t breathe
But I believe it’s for the best
I’m choking on my empathy again

I can’t find myself if I’m searching for the end
When every move I make makes me just want to start all over again

I’m carrying this will to live
Too heavy down on my shoulders with these thoughts that I tether
My bodies growing colder but these sheets are my shelter

Standing on the edge again
Scratching my hands frantically
The nights I stay up the shaking won’t stop
And the pain won’t seem to leave
I can’t breathe
But I believe it’s for the best
I’m choking on my empathy again

Let me leave, there’s nothing here for me anymore
I can’t see clearly, the glass is cracked from the pressure
Let me leave, there’s nothing here for me anymore
I can’t see clearly, the glass is cracked from the pressure