We think it's us for a while... Like something about self is jus the unlovable kind... Yet it's the weak that cannot face the emotion tryin to reach for em... N it takes time to get the thought of uselessness outta our minds... All the while we go through those motions tryin to hide the pain... Tellin this misguided world were simply fine as we go solo... When it feels like there's no one who will ever understand those emotions that conflict with opened arms with nothin to hold... Tellin self the single life ain't so bad due to the loss of self a lifetime ago... Feelin the beat of the best the heart can do to find it's way... Behind closed doors fallin beneath the sheets driftin into a dream jus wantin to escape... Deep enough to awaken wantin to go back to sleep... All bcuz we allowed an other to take the one friend within with em as we're unable to give chase... As there goes everything we've ever known... As real as it's felt it walks away... That is til we come to n get with it knowin we haven't been defeated... N life jus keeps movin as a smile reappears upon our face...