woke up with an oil slick in my eyes
and couldn't see for all their swallowing
it's been forming all my life
'cause I never really saw what I was following

woke up with an engine in my ears
and couldn't hear to save my very soul
keep trying to silence all these fears
but I 'listened too well to what I'm told
no more
no more

woke up to the choking smell of smoke
a burning breath to fill my hollow lungs
and what seems to me to be the biggest joke
is I've been this old since I was really young

woke up with the taste of blood in my mouth
and realized I cut myself inside
can't shake the shadow of this doubt
and I can't let go of the knife
no more
no more

woke up to the touch of sun on my skin
a push to move my bones along this run
and the closer I get to the end
the louder the bloom of the sun