Mantra (feat. Milamber)

Lost in a sunset, dripping with shame How lonesome it is to know life will never be the same Twisted in knots, skipping beats, seizing with heaves Terrified to continue on like this for even one day longer Knowing that this will be every day from here on out Beaten to the floor, once again you're on all fours Is this all you have left, anger and a fog of doubt Is this all you can be, afraid Life is now empty time with no purpose at all There's still that line repeating in your head: I feel so alone Is it time to give up or run away? You can simply pack up your bags and leave town But you know no matter how far you run you'll still be stuck with yourself 3 AM and wide awake They say the night is darkest just before the dawn but dawn is hours away So how can you distract yourself today Find something small to focus on for hope: a healing ball of white energy A mistake that you once made There's closure in other places Eventually, it sinks in: you've been here before Not even this pull into hell feels new You look all around to find that the problem was always you Now tell yourself anything to keep away from the shame You did everything you could and gave all you had at the time Let it cover you like oil paint Repeat, repeat In an endless circles, you just draw shapes Forever telling yourself one day you'll be okay Why the hell not today You're so sick of the revolution of days, of Counting Stars and casting blame Your little mantra will take you to your grave Do you remember staying up all night polishing off a jug of wine sitting on your mother's front porch chain smoking cigarettes Trying to figure out if we were really in love or just too young to tell the difference As mysterious to me today as the day we met Do you remember that line I got stuck there for so long It never did feel right again but it did feel right then I've been running from it ever since It's been a long time since I've felt so close to someone Laughed till my jaw was sore at nothing at all Just the passing of time and one more line before we close our eyes People go their whole lives telling themselves their injuries are permanent What about all those other days spent running in place, losing count of the miles What about the days and the nights spent counting down the minutes What happens when the time runs out The tragedy is having to run from yourself every day when there's help waiting