My hands are up cause I'm in this cycle again
Writing thoughts of a pessimist
I lack clarity, I resorted to letting the ache
Contort my wellbeing
While I'm fighting for the love that's left in me

Cause I can't seem to loosen up (it's killing me)
This misery is comforting
As I bleed out
I'm spiraling
It's bringing me down, it's bringing me down

They say to understand this life you must experience pain
To carry a cross with near unbearable weight
Do not tread lightly, do not be afraid
Anger's led by fear, while hate's led by anger
The suffering is led by the hate

But what would it cost to change the way I think
To have more trust in you and more faith in me?

Cause I can't seem to loosen up (it's killing me)
This misery is comforting
As I bleed out
I'm spiraling
It's bringing me down, it's bringing me down

In this process all that's left for me?
And what am I truly willing to leave behind

To make amends with melancholy?

Cause I can't seem to loosen up (it's killing me)
This misery is comforting
As I bleed out
I'm spiraling
It's bringing me down, it's bringing me down

On the way up
I'm spiraling
As I bleed out, I'm spiraling
It's bringing me down
It's bringing me down
It's killing me