The Brighter View

It was the first time in a long time
That something in me gave
I went from scraping the bottom
To being thrashed through the waves
And that’s okay cuz
I came here to clear my head
And crawl my way back
But all those same mistakes still follow me
I haven’t been myself but to me that’s okay
Maybe the problem’s within me
When the days are torn in two
I can’t see the brighter view
I’ve been low. I got my head in the floor
I just keep tearing myself at the seams but I want it more
I’ve been low. Not the same as before
I just keep wearing myself down, I want more
Close the doors, don’t let anybody in
Overwhelmed, and it’s been making me sick
The feeling of lonliness is creeping up quick
Everyday goes by hoping for the sunrise to shine overhead and relieve myself
from all that I’ve known
When the days are torn in two
I can’t see the brighter view
I’ve been low. I got my head in the floor
I just keep tearing myself at the seams but I want it more
I’ve been low. Not the same as before
I just keep wearing myself down, I want more
When the days are torn in two (I've been low)
I can’t see the brighter view