I feel Isolated and dismantled.
I pry at my features, drained of my ambitions, at a shattered glimpse, of a love that could never exist.
I am vacant. I feel expired as I descend to the bottom
You hold on to moments like death.
I hold on to moments like this.
(I hold on)
I felt the pilot light blow.
Heavy hearted with an ache in my bones.
I don't want to be alone anymore than you.
So I'll be the counterweight.
It's not my fear you don't want me.
It's not my fear that you'll doubt me.
I am the beacon in the abyss.
I am a blank canvas waiting to be filled, by the marks of you.
Waiting to be filled.
When will I see, the reasoning?
Covered beneath, these empty feelings.
I felt the pilot light blow.
Heavy hearted with an ache in my bones.
I don't want to be alone anymore than you.
I am the counterweight.