Losing It
Oh it feels like I'm losing my mind
I cannot escape this place in life
I wanna run to God I wanna hide
Oh it feels like I'm losing my mind
Feels like I'm losing control
But I still hold on I won't let go
The fear inside it has a stranglehold
Oh it feels like I'm losing control
But maybe, maybe this, is where I finally
Find what I have missed, and at the end of
Every road there's this
A God whose close enough to kiss
The ones who think they're losing it
Oh it feels like I'm losing my grip
The hold I had once before has slipped
With gritted teeth and clenched up fists
Oh it feels like I'm losing my grip
But maybe, maybe this, is where I finally
Find what I have missed, and at the end of
Every road there's this
A God whose close enough to kiss
The ones who think they're losing it
Oh it feels like I'm losing myself
Throats raw from begging for help
I'm sure I created this hell
Oh it feels like I'm losing myself
And maybe maybe this is where I finally
Find what I have missed, and at the end of
Every road there's this
A God whose close enough to kiss
The ones who think they're losing it
I cannot escape this place in life
I wanna run to God I wanna hide
Oh it feels like I'm losing my mind
Feels like I'm losing control
But I still hold on I won't let go
The fear inside it has a stranglehold
Oh it feels like I'm losing control
But maybe, maybe this, is where I finally
Find what I have missed, and at the end of
Every road there's this
A God whose close enough to kiss
The ones who think they're losing it
Oh it feels like I'm losing my grip
The hold I had once before has slipped
With gritted teeth and clenched up fists
Oh it feels like I'm losing my grip
But maybe, maybe this, is where I finally
Find what I have missed, and at the end of
Every road there's this
A God whose close enough to kiss
The ones who think they're losing it
Oh it feels like I'm losing myself
Throats raw from begging for help
I'm sure I created this hell
Oh it feels like I'm losing myself
And maybe maybe this is where I finally
Find what I have missed, and at the end of
Every road there's this
A God whose close enough to kiss
The ones who think they're losing it
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Farren
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