What makes life more important than death
Why are apologies of what wasn’t accomplished
Always escaping the body in its final breath
Cause, who’s to say the next isn’t as important
I always think about what came and left
And how my eyes and ears were both deaf in their own right
Up until this point, over the duration of the life I’d been wishing away
I couldn’t feel the sand underneath leave as my feet sank
And now I’m in over my head
Scared to death
And now I’m in over my head
Scared to death
If I pushed my hands through the thickness
Would you save me from the decisions that got me here
Without conditions to reinstate my fears if I break them
And take down with them all the reasons as for why I love you
Cause, now I know I do
And now I’m in over my head
Scared to death
And now I’m in over my head
Scared to death
What makes life more important than death
If I pushed my hands through the thickness
Would I find the answer