Rain isn’t the only thing I wish I could sing away.

I'm falling

And I can't do anything about it

I just have to brace for impact

Cause if I don't do it

No one else will,

My Thoughts are replacing the things that matter the most

And that agonizing and destructive cycle has no choice but to continue,

years of pain and isolation

Has caused My brain to adapt

And now I am no longer able to burn the bridges I wanted to destroy for so long,

And even if someone did help me

I'd end up falling harder anyway

And my consequence will be their downfall