Atlantic

This is not who I am, I’m still hiding I’m waiting in my own reflection Hands shaking with anxiety Heart beating out of time Only I can hear my breath at night This is not who I was hoping to become This shell of a man This dark exterior given to Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears This is not who I was hoping to become This shell of a man (My Hands are shaking with anxiety) This dark exterior… Only I can hear my breath at night This is not who I was hoping to become This shell of a man This dark exterior given to Stormy moods and quiet, lonely tears Steal this night from me Take it and make it your own These are not the nights I wish for These nights are cold and unrelenting These nights are depressing These nights bring knives So as they can carve themselves into my memory Leave me here alone Kill the breeze on your way out And let me ferment in my own self-pity Let me ferment, let me ferment in my own self-pity These are not the nights I wish for These nights are cold and unrelenting These nights are depressing These nights bring knives These nights bring knives Leave me here alone… Leave me here alone… Kill the breeze on your way out And let me ferment in my own self-pity