Conflicting

Ticking on the clock stopped ticking and it made all the days the same

looking out wanting more but my legs aren’t on the floor

My nerves are slowly gaining and I start complaining that I’m done for

I wish I could push myself to the edge make a pledge that I won’t blame

My head and my heart are conflicting and it’s making me just go insane

I wish I could rid the thought of nothing and do something, get off life support

They take our hand, jump into quick sand and slowly make us drown

Confusions and illusions I think they are winning the game

Let’s go forth

We’ll head up north where the winds are surely off sure

We’ll turn it around

turn it around

turn it around

My head and my heart are conflicting and it’s making me just go insane

I wish I could rid the thought of nothing and do something, get off life support x4