Sometimes I can't be sure
Of just about anything anymore
If I can't help myself
What good am I to anybody else
The people around me rise and slowly fade away
I can't do a damn thing
To keep them all from suffering
Suffering
You're gonna see the fire die
Slowly from my tired eyes
Stealing glances from afar
Taking chances with a glass jar
Glass Jar
It's true it won't be long until
This big blue world will kill
Everything inside
I won't run or hide
Everyone can say their day was made
When I'm most vulnerable
The memories surface violently
It feels so miserable
To relive painful daydreams
Daydreams
Daydreams
It's true it won't be long until
This big blue world will kill
Everything inside
I won't run or hide
Everyone can say their day was made