well i was just about that age
cursing at the world through a lion's cage
telling myself i was the victim
young intuition
always seemed to lead that way
tell me why every time
i look in my eyes
all of the things i've always hated in myself come alive
i'm looking up heading down feeling like i'll die
all of the things i feel inside my beating heart feed my head lies
i don't wanna lose myself
i don't even know how to not be my own enemy
i don't wanna lose my health
i don't even know where to run from my own memories
but i was just a boy back then
roaring in the midst of a lion's den
everything i said was a fiction
but who would even listen
i don't really need no friends
i'm falling for my own lies
saying that i'm strong but then i'm
hiding from my past life
scared of seeing who i've been