Im lost finding out between my old and my new
Caught in the deep blue ocean and the rising sun
What i am becomin' in the next dawn
maybe lose my mind
Trying to figure it out
What's the point of being a paper full of draws
if there's no space in my hearth
What i am becomin' in the next dawn
im learning why i shouldnt run from me
the time is running out
i won't lose fait to God
Or worse, a shadow
Of course im scared
Would i be thinking straight if i wasn't?
Of course im scared, sometimes
Even if i say it don't phase me
Or if i say i'm not hazy
But drowning ain't so bad
Cuz at least you know where you're going
What am i becomin' in the next dawn?
Lose between my real one and my darkest side.
