ways i shouldn't be

it was the first day that the panic washed away

along with the sunset

the weak ends were replaced

i put myself through a long year just to see who i became

and nothing will ever

no i'll never be the same

i built my world on a landscape to invite the masquerade

hoping i was a subject by design to make a change

i put myself at a distance just to see if you would stay

but if no one will listen then what difference does it make?

i need a little clarity; can anybody out there hear me?

i'm searching for a place that's in between where i've been and where i want to be

i'm sick of living in this make-believe; i don't know how to shake this feeling

i can't resist the weight of gravity

i'm caught up in ways i shouldn't be

we're all just fighting for something better than a sickness we can't see

did this life take me for granted cause i'm not sure what i need

we all want to get better - what is wrong with me?

we all want to get better - please don't lose your faith in me