Some days I sit back and I cry a lot
Throw my hands up in prayer, asking the Lord if I can die a lot
Waiting for the day that my body rots
When every artery and vein in my body stops
Going cold as my blood stops flowing and starts to clot
And somewhere my lonely soul forgot
Whether he should go or not
To the cold of the North Pole or below where you know it's hot
In the quiet of the night, I feel the weight
Wondering if it's time to meet my fate
Hoping for a sign, something to illuminate
The path I should take, before it's too late
Going cold as my blood stops flowing and starts to clot
And somewhere my lonely soul forgot
Whether he should go or not
To the cold of the North Pole or below where you know it's hot
In the shadows of my mind, searching for peace
Praying for release, a moment of ease
In the silence, I find a piece of grace
Hoping to find my place, in this vast space
Some days I sit back and I cry a lot
Throw my hands up in prayer, asking the Lord if I can find a spot
Waiting for the day that my body rots
When every artery and vein in my body stops
Going cold as my blood stops flowing and starts to clot
And somewhere my lonely soul forgot
Whether he should go or not
To the cold of the North Pole or below where you know it's hot
In the end, I hope to find my way
To a place where peace and light will stay
Leaving behind the tears and the pain
Finding solace in the gentle rain