I have realized alot about my life
Always fighting to do what's right
Proving to myself I can survive
In the end when everyone's left ill rise
How can you talk down on me
Like im just a walking catastrophe
I owned up to what I did...
I did it for you yet you ran away again
No matter where you roam
My door will always be open
In the cold withering storm
Follow the sound and come on home
I've protected and repaired myself
Time and time again fuck this overwhelmed
With a feeling of burdening everyone
With my existence maybe im meant to be alone
I put my all into what I love and care
Fight till sunrise you can tell im scared
I'm terrified to try
Maybe if you look into my eyes
Then you will understand the pain in my life
Repairing each crack like I've never been hurt or lied.
No matter where you roam
My door will always be open
In the cold withering storm
Follow the sound and come on home
You've never had anyone actual prove their fight
Their changes their strides
Taking leaps and bounds to over come life
Even when their broken if they remain know it's no lie
No matter where you roam
My door will always be open
In the cold withering storm
Follow the sound and come on home