SAHARA

My head's on the ground again

I'm bleeding on the sand, but I don't feel a thing

I start with a count to ten

As I pull myself up slowly and I take it in

Lost in this desert and I'm looking for freedom

A small oasis or a moment of breathing

I'm still alive but I can hear my body screaming

A broken core despite its pieces interweaving

Scorch the Sun, I'm burnin'

Freezing nights, I'm learnin' to fill my cup of emptiness

With tired limbs and bloody fists

On my own I'll make it

Blood and bone, I'll take it

By fighting the coldness inside

I'm leaving it all to the side

I'm learning to swallow my pride

I'm burnin'

I'm burnin'

I'm burnin'

Surrounded by mirages non existent entourages

Nowhere to roam

There's nothing left to call home

I'm thinking I found it, Nirvana

Built it from my own life's trauma

Each day just gets hotter

Learned to live without the water

My head's on the ground again

A feeling too familar, but this time it stings

There's no one to call my friend

But the burden's feeling lighter without their things

I see on the road ahead

A person walking slowly as my vision fades

I wake on an empty bed

But I quickly take my leave and I refuse the aid

No one can hurt me if I'm walking all alone

They can't desert me if I've already turned to stone

(Lost in this desert and I'm looking for freedom)

(A small oasis or a moment of breathing)

I'm still alive but I can hear my body screaming

A broken core despite its pieces interweaving

Scorch the Sun, I'm burnin'

Freezing nights, I'm learnin' to fill my cup of emptiness

With tired limbs and bloody fists

On my own I'll make it

Blood and bone, I'll take it

By fighting the coldness inside

I'm leaving it all to the side

I'm learning to swallow my pride

I'm burnin'

I'm burnin'

I'm burnin'

I'm burning it all down with me

I'm burnin'

I'm burnin'

The only way I'll be set free

A body that feels foreign to me

Dissonance is soaring through me

Physical pain is nothing to the ache that's roaring through me

I'll do it

I'll do it

Anything to get me through it

How long can I fake through the agony I take?

At what point will I break as I fall into it?

I'm sick of asking if this path will make me

Who I'm supposed to be

In taking the path less traveled

Will the difference be the one I want to see?

Rip my heart out my chest

So I won't be possessed by the weakness that tries to shut me down

My movement has slowed

But I'll never let go

I'll just lift myself each time around

If I had known that it would be this way

I would've never put myself this far into the fray

Cause now I'm seeing everything I am today is just a product of

The existential price I paid

Now there's dust in the wind and my vision has dimmed

The sand has covered my skin

Is the end of the end?

I wipe it from my body, but it's starting to blend

And now the only option left is just to soak it in

If I was whole would I be more?

Or does the sum of my parts make me more?

How can I compete against this hold?

Cause when I turn up the heat I still feel cold

I still feel cold

I still feel cold

I still feel

My head's on the ground again

My body's not the same and I can't feel my skin

I wrap up my broken limbs and I stand up on my feet

But the whole world's spinning

(Lost in this desert and I'm looking for freedom)

(A small oasis or a moment of breathing)

I'm still alive but I can hear my body screaming

A broken core despite its pieces interweaving

I search and pick up the pieces all to my soul and I go and try to fill the gaps to fix all the holes

I dont know how someone like me can learn to be free

Pay the toll, when they were broken down before they had a chance to be whole

But living life isn't a life if you have nothing left to give

And living life isnt a life if you've burned all your reasons left to live

Scorch the Sun

Freezing nights (I'm slippin')

Losing sight of my will to fight

On my own, all alone

It's ticking, counting down my fading light

I'm sick of picking myself up off of these burning sands below

I'm still alive but something died in me

Ages long ago

Now my stomach is sick

And I'm hearing the tick to the next time I fall and hit the ground

This time will be quick

No longer equipped to lift myself this time around

I've burned it all down as the flames surround me

And I fall onto the sand

Like a shot in the dark, I use my last spark

For one last deed before the end

My head's on the ground again

I try to lift my head

But I'm still sinking in

I lift up a shaky hand

And I say the only word I should've said back then

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