Oblivion
I don’t know  what I've been fighting for
You’ll never speak your mind , it leaves me wanting more
These thing are never sure, I seek forevermore
I breathe your oxygen and leave with no remorse

Calling myself a friend,  have I been honest with the ones I have?
Will my disorders make me who I am?
Or will I falter? My own reflection it’s all wrong...

Now I’ve been falling asleep at sunrise ...
Survive, dishonesty breeds disorder...

I’m tired of waiting . Give me a reason now
I’m tired of waiting.  So Give me a reason to stay

You said you're so sick of the let downs

But don’t allow me to get any closer

You say you want change  but hold on to the past
That prevents you from getting closure
Will my disorders make me who I am?
Or will I falter? My own reflection it’s all wrong...