What hasn’t killed me has me splitting at the seams.
But I’ll pull myself together,
Even if it’s by the skin of my teeth.
These four walls can’t hold me;
This room was never meant for glory.
I’m moving on from lessons learned and the legacy we made.
Hold on, ‘cause we’re just getting started;
Our names will be set in stone.
I remember when this all was a dream,
And nothing more than a perception of the person I could be.
I will always point myself in the right direction,
And trust what I believe.
I’m throwing fists against the wind,
In hopes that I’ll feel anything again.
How can we get what we want,
Yet never know how this ends?
Die young, and the world will remember your name,
But the legacy will fade.
I’m letting you in so I don’t let myself down again.
This life will break me, but it’s all I have in the end.