I try to find the right path but can’t explain why every time I unfold the map it’s changed
Again
I try to return from whence I came, but enveloping mists obscure my way
Again
Yeah, the fog’s rolling in
Once again I am treated to a montage of my greatest misses
A detailed account of all my smallest sins
Once again warmth leaves me and I’m afraid I’ll forget the feeling
I’d take your advice if only you knew when this will end
Where do I turn when every way is wrong? There’s nothing I can learn, no words to make me strong enough to fight my way out of this, so I’ll lay myself down and wait it out again.
What do I do when no choice is correct? There’s nowhere I can go when every last direction sends me on a broad curve that winds up spiraling back here to this goddamn place again.
“What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”
But I don’t believe that any longer
I refuse to remain a wanderer
I’ll emerge from the haze, and though there’ll still be dark days, I won’t be coming back
Again
I’m back here again
Again
It hit me again
Like a velvet uppercut to my chin
Once again I am treated to a montage of my greatest misses
A detailed account of all my sins
Warmth leaves me and I forget the feeling
And there’s just one way for this to end