I will always be conflicted
My heart floating is around like driftwood
My mind unstable
Trying to find a handhold
Amount the current and waves
Every anchor is unsteady
All of the handles
Are weak and ready to give
I鈥檓 ready to let go
My mind unstable
Trying to find a handhold
Amount the current and waves
Every anchor is unsteady
All of the handles
Are weak and ready to give
I鈥檓 ready to let go