Panic stricken all month long
Wondering just where I went wrong...

I was given the reins to hold on to life on my own
But I found myself loosening my grip and lying...

I have dreams that I'm flying
Soaring high above the clouds...

Do what you can't do
Dance in the rain...

All that's left of yesterday
Are full of smiles that fade away...

Confused;
On what is wrong inside my brain...

Sick with shame
Lost the game...

I wonder if he misses them
Who does he think of more-them or me...

Paint me something real
Paint me something deep...

Slowly disappearing
Falling faster toward disaster...

I met these new people and thought everything...
And yet I stand here with a couple new reasons for...

Trading out my Converse for some fancy work boots
Puttin' up my skateboard for a brown and white...