Keeping Secrets
Is there a way out
A way out from the let-down I'm living in?
Some refuge from the cloud I'm under
Living in lies, what I am is never good enough
Every time I cry, it's just the surface
There's no hope if I give them nothing
Suffocating, so unnerving, I can't get this off my chest
But I'm coping with the feeling of your disappointment
And now I'm dead in the water
I'm afraid it's too late to change (too late to change)
It's like I've held up a gun to everyone that I love
Now this pain won't go away (go away)
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade
How can words of hope hold weight
When I can't believe when I tell them to myself?
I can't feel heart through the violence
A violence that's self-inflicted
Living in lies, what I am is never good enough
Every time I cry, it's just the surface
There's no hope if I give them nothing
Suffocating, so unnerving, I can't get this off my chest
But I'm coping with the feeling of your disappointment
And now I'm dead in the water
I'm afraid it's too late to change (too late to change)
It's like I've held up a gun to everyone that I love (held up a gun, one that I love)
Now this pain won't go away (go away)
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade
Now the cold hard truth
I'm miserable and panicked now
What can I do?
Distress in bloom
I thought that I could numb the pain
But I'm just losing myself again
Light it up
Can I feel love if I'm keeping secrets?
Can I feel peace if my heart's made of stone?
And now I'm dead in the water
I'm afraid it's too late to change (it's too late, it's too late)
It's like I've held up a gun to everyone that I love (held up a gun, one that I love)
Now this pain won't go away (go away)
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade
Now this pain won't go away (go away)
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade
Can I feel love if I'm keeping secrets again?
A way out from the let-down I'm living in?
Some refuge from the cloud I'm under
Living in lies, what I am is never good enough
Every time I cry, it's just the surface
There's no hope if I give them nothing
Suffocating, so unnerving, I can't get this off my chest
But I'm coping with the feeling of your disappointment
And now I'm dead in the water
I'm afraid it's too late to change (too late to change)
It's like I've held up a gun to everyone that I love
Now this pain won't go away (go away)
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade
How can words of hope hold weight
When I can't believe when I tell them to myself?
I can't feel heart through the violence
A violence that's self-inflicted
Living in lies, what I am is never good enough
Every time I cry, it's just the surface
There's no hope if I give them nothing
Suffocating, so unnerving, I can't get this off my chest
But I'm coping with the feeling of your disappointment
And now I'm dead in the water
I'm afraid it's too late to change (too late to change)
It's like I've held up a gun to everyone that I love (held up a gun, one that I love)
Now this pain won't go away (go away)
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade
Now the cold hard truth
I'm miserable and panicked now
What can I do?
Distress in bloom
I thought that I could numb the pain
But I'm just losing myself again
Light it up
Can I feel love if I'm keeping secrets?
Can I feel peace if my heart's made of stone?
And now I'm dead in the water
I'm afraid it's too late to change (it's too late, it's too late)
It's like I've held up a gun to everyone that I love (held up a gun, one that I love)
Now this pain won't go away (go away)
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade
Now this pain won't go away (go away)
You're the pin, I'm the hand grenade
Can I feel love if I'm keeping secrets again?
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Fulk, Daniel Gailey, Ryan O Leary, Ryan Kirby, Bobby Lynge, Trey Celaya
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