The Exit

Standing alone, threatened by the sharpest knives, hearing my lungs cry for
blood
Lost myself inside a maze to find my heart and it should lead me up to the
place we both dreamt of
Oh I swear this exit’s worth the things I’ve done
You left me there at the wrong door, I still chase a sound, even your heartbeat
I’m getting cynical but this is typical when I realize you’ll ever miss
If i’m still alive, may I deserve to finally get to breathe?
The only way i found, is wandering somewhere in the past, I’ve got to get away
I stare at the ceiling, feeling I’m about to lose it now, I wish I could go
back, in time
The more I’m walking on your steps the more I drown, and If I go too far away
it’ll pull me down
It’s getting blurry all around but still, am I alive?
You left me there at the wrong door, I still chase a sound, even your heartbeat
I’m getting cynical but this is typical when I realize you’ll ever miss
If i’m still alive, may I deserve to finally get to breathe?
This life, might be a curse to me
But it’s yours
Yours
I can’t hold on if I’m still waiting for a miracle
I need to pull myself together and to leave it all
Bring me back
«Bring me back»