Matter of Perspective

Fingers creeping around my throat Time to feel like I'm losing control Life suddenly seems so much shorter A gut punch and a sayonara Can't sleep and can't get up now Will this be the rest of my life The same cycles the same routine Maybe everything I do is in vain Broken body falling to pieces Have I caught my mind red handed Searching for something in between Clean and sober don't really matter Tell myself it's all gonna work out Just give it time it's got to get better I'm screaming On the floor I want to feel Normal Again Again Take a moment for yourself A day or two I'm just out of sorts Like clockwork we're back to square one Seems the same but so much different I'm Tired of the interrogation The story is harder to keep straight Who knows what, and why, and where Memory seems to serve me wrong All the things I took for granted Become so painfully obvious Tell myself it's all gonna work out Just give it time it's got to get better I'm screaming On the floor I want to feel Normal Again Again Maybe life has passed me by Staring in the rearview mirror Just some changes nothing major Except for all my overreactions The match burns so bright and fast It's still burning and that's good enough Say it's all a matter of perspective The lenses change but you're still the same Tell myself it's all gonna work out Just give it time it's gonna get better I'm screaming On the floor I want to feel Normal Again Again