Another day has come and gone
And I've been holding in..
Not holding on
Feeling out of place, I
I'm wanting to escape, I
I pack my bags with nothing left to say
To say
It's when I think I've figured out
The figures simply turning
Inside out
Burn before it catches, I
I rummage through the ashes, I
I turn the page with nothing left to say.
Another day has come and gone
And I've been holding in..
Not holding on
Feeling out of place, I
I'm wanting to escape, I
I pack my bags with nothing left to say
It's when I think I've figured out
The figures simply turning
Inside out
To say, to say, to say
Another day has come and gone
And I've been holding in..
Not holding on
To say
Not holding on