I look back on the past and cannot see a thing
I can't squeeze any tighter on this fading memory
I'm at the point where I can no longer breath
And despite myself I fear I'll never be set free
How can I let go of the colors I've always known
And set free the thoughts trapped inside my head
Breathing life into the things I thought I knew
Before I got trapped in this place of the dead
Everyday is filled with shadows of what once was
And with glances into what just might have been
There's a paranoid feeling that death haunts me
With all of the sorrow that cannot be unseen
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