Burning Through Tomorrow

Another sunrise that I slept right through,

The mirror’s got a face that I barely knew.

Laughing with my friends while I’m coming apart,

Smiling with a cigarette taped over my heart.

Every night’s a movie that I can’t recall,

Writing my name on another bathroom wall.

Saying, “I’m alive,” but I’m barely awake,

Living every second like it’s mine to break.

I keep running from the silence,

So I turn the speakers loud.

Everybody thinks I’m fearless,

But I’m just lost inside the crowd.

We’re burning through tomorrow like we don’t believe in dawn,

Singing every anthem with the headlights always on.

I’m chasing every feeling ‘cause I can’t outrun my head,

If tonight’s the only promise, then I’ll love it till it’s dead.

Raise another glass, let the skyline blur,

Maybe all these bad decisions make the picture clearer.

If I’m falling anyway, I might as well scream,

Trying to find forever in a temporary dream.

My pockets full of empty little miracles,

Every shortcut circles back to where the hurt still goes.

They say slow down, but I only know “go,”

Running from the ghosts that already know.

Mama says she misses who I used to be,

I tell her that I’m fine, but she don’t believe me.

Every high fades faster than the last goodbye,

Leaving me alone with another sunrise.

If this is what surviving feels like,

Why’s it feel so close to death?

I’m still dancing with my demons,

Trying to steal another breath.

We’re burning through tomorrow like we don’t believe in dawn,

Singing every anthem with the headlights always on.

I’m chasing every feeling ‘cause I can’t outrun my head,

If tonight’s the only promise, then I’ll love it till it’s dead.

Raise another glass, let the skyline blur,

Maybe all these bad decisions make the picture clearer.

If I’m falling anyway, I might as well scream,

Trying to find forever in a temporary dream.

Maybe I’m not searching for the party—

Maybe I’m just searching for some peace.

Every little chemical’s a promise

That disappears before it sets me free.

So if you see me smiling in the flashing lights,

Know I’m fighting battles you can’t see tonight.

I’m not asking anyone to save my soul…

Just hoping someday I won’t hate going home.

We’re burning through tomorrow, but tomorrow still arrives.

Every scar’s another reason that I’m somehow still alive.

Maybe all this brokenness ain’t all I’ll ever be,

Maybe there’s a better version waiting there for me.

Till then I’ll sing these songs into the midnight air,

For everyone pretending that they never cared.

We’re bruised, we’re loud, we’re beautiful instead—

Still chasing life, even with the monsters in our heads.