With every broken bone, I swear I’ve lived.
Gravity keeps getting a hold of me.
I’d like to take a trip back to the time I didn’t give a damn. Maybe then, I’d stop walking past mirrors looking for your approval. These days, I barely see myself anymore.
I’ve taken a dangerous step forward and it’s too late to go back. I’m committed to seeing this through, no mater what.
Time isn’t what you need, it’s discipline.
Yea. Lots of it.
We are marked by what we know,
Haunted by what we fear,
And forever running away from each other.