not so often now do i feel the cold thats so familiar come creeping back on lonely nights it feels as if im slowly taking control but then again who knows am i even in control over and over again why is it that when im moving forward im pulled into the wrong direction as i lose myself i start to trace my steps i cant do this again im fucking sick of feeling like i need to prove myself what is it that im even trying to prove i need some closure i need to move forward i need to prove to myself im not that fragile boy i once was but your name is pulling me down with the weight of four years pulling me down i thought i was past this but surely im not so sure i thought i was past this i thought i was past this i want to throw it away but it cant end this way i thought id broken these chains but it will always remain now rest my tired eyes i need a rest from my fucking mind im fucking sick of feeling like i need to prove myself what is it that im even trying to prove i need some closure i need to move forward i need a rest from my fucking mind im fucking sick of feeling like i need to prove myself its time to rest my tired eyes 