Sometimes I get defensive
Like I’m standing on a ledge
And I’m waiting for the world to grow
While walking towards the edge
Cause I’m afraid of getting hurt
Threatened straight down to the core
Like God is waiting to strike out
With aim to settle the score.
Sometimes I get so dizzy
Like the world just spins too fast
And I’m walking towards the future
While trying to attack the past
Cause I’m afraid I’ll end up broken
From bleeding inside out
Like my blood is raging on
But looking for another route.