Masking this state of mind
Waiting for something to show me how to leap again
Going back inside of familiar spaces, I'm terrified
To look under the surface, but stagnancy is worthless
I am holding on to dead matter
I am holding on to dead matter
It's pulling me
Orbiting round and round
Lifting my feet off the ground
It's time to see what's next for me
I'm ready, I'm ready to let it go
I am holding on to dead matter
I am holding on to dead matter