There's only one thing that's for certain,
My destiny is an open window hiding behind my curtains.
Warning me with cold air, yet I blame it on my AC
I'm safe inside my comfort zone, protected by a hanging sheet.
Every day my chances narrow, it's an arrow
Being shot by a broken bow, the arrow drops and I stop.
Screaming at the arrow when I should repair the bow,
I'm gonna stop what I'm trying and head back to what I know.
The hardest part of leaving my life behind is switching definite for possible.
I'm not sure exactly what I'll find.
I'm told to count my blessings, don't even try, but my fervor is unstoppable.
I'll live like a bum knowing my life's mine.
These curtains block me from what I need,
Though I could open them easily.
These curtains block me from what I need,
Though I could open them easily.
I've never woken up in the afternoon,
It's an unbreaking routine that I constantly go through.
I know I'm good at one thing, don't know my number two.
All of these thoughts in my mind are pretty much new.
Comparing my life to that of a crack addict
Who sat on a crack in the back of a black passage,
Who lacked a pact to go back and formed him bad habits,
Had apathy so therefore he lost his job, home, and talent.
The hardest part of leaving my life behind is switching definite for possible.
I'm not sure exactly what I'll find.
I'm told to count my blessings, don't even try, but my fervor is unstoppable.
I'll live like a bum knowing my life's mine.
These curtains block me from what I need,
Though I could open them easily.
These curtains block me from what I need,
Though I could open them easily.
There's no reason to give up hope,
But I'm scared of getting too close.
There's only one thing that's for certain,
My destiny is an open window hiding behind my curtains.
Warning me with cold air, yet I blame it on my AC
I'm safe inside my comfort zone, protected by a hanging sheet.
Every day my chances narrow, it's an arrow
Being shot by a broken bow, the arrow drops and I stop.
Screaming at the arrow when I should repair the bow,
I'm gonna stop what I'm trying and head back tO THE CHORUS.
These curtains block me from what I need,
Though I could open them easily.
These curtains block me from what I need,
Though I could open them easily.
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