I am hiding
In my bedroom
In my shielded smothering nest
I am drowning my own present
So I can keep pretending
That I'm doing my best
I am hiding
From my future
I am hiding
In a lie
Seeking comfort in a dark place
From the unknown life outside
And it should make you sick
And it should make you cry
And you want to break out
And you ask yourself why?
Isn't depression a thing that I killed long ago?
But it's easy to sink back into what you know
It's easy to sink back into what you know
It's easy to sink back into what you know
I am hiding from a promise
That this life could be so bright!
As I suffer
Under covers
Sinking back into the night
And it should make you sick
And it should make you cry
And you want to break out
And you ask yourself
Why isn't depression a thing that I killed long ago?
But it's easy to sink back into what you know
It's easy to sink back into what you know
It's easy to sink back into what you know