Frantic Hands

Frantic Hands: A Soul's Struggle and Redemption
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Lyrics

I just need some time, take a step in my mind

I need some time to reflect and consider things.

There's more than a mile to go before I'm proud of what I'll show

There's a significant distance to cover before I can be proud of what I've achieved or revealed.


I lost all of my confidence

I've lost my self-assurance.

Too busy counting my failures, too numb to feel better

I'm preoccupied with counting my failures, and I feel too numb to improve my situation.

Lying to my conscience, these sheets are my shelter

I deceive my conscience, finding solace in these sheets.


Standing on the edge again

I find myself at the edge of a difficult situation again.

Scratching my hands frantically

I'm nervously and anxiously scratching my hands.

The nights I stay up the shaking won't stop and the pain won't seem to leave

During sleepless nights, the trembling and pain persist.

I can't breathe but I believe it's for the best

Despite difficulty breathing, I believe the struggle is necessary.

I'm choking on my empathy again

My empathy is causing me distress and suffocation once again.


I can't find myself if I'm searching for the end

I can't find my true self if I focus on reaching the end.

When every move I make makes me just want to start all over again

Every action I take makes me want to start over.


I'm carrying this will to live, too heavy down on my shoulders with these thoughts that I tether

I carry a strong will to live, burdened by heavy thoughts on my shoulders.

My bodies growing colder but these sheets are my shelter

Despite my body growing colder, I find refuge in these sheets.


Standing on the edge again

Once again, I'm standing on the edge of a challenging situation.

Scratching my hands frantically

I'm anxiously scratching my hands again.

The nights I stay up the shaking won't stop and the pain won't seem to leave

The shaking and pain persist during sleepless nights.

I can't breathe but I believe it's for the best

Despite difficulty breathing, I believe it's for the best.

I'm choking on my empathy again

My empathy is causing me distress and suffocation once again.


Let me leave, there's nothing here for me anymore

I feel the need to leave as there's nothing here for me anymore.

I can't see clearly, the glass is cracked from the pressure

My vision is unclear, distorted by the pressure on the cracked glass.

Let me leave, there's nothing here for me anymore

I express the desire to leave once again.

I can't see clearly, the glass is cracked from the pressure

My vision remains unclear due to the pressure-cracked glass.

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