Текст Movements – Scripted

My life is a black and white film
There’s nowhere to escape
No cut scenes where I can hide my shame.
Stereotypical situations and heartbreaking conversations

Oh well.

I just want to see the difference
I just need to get out
Prove to myself I’ve got more to offer than this self-doubt.
But the reel keeps on running.
I wish my legs could do the same.

Where has the time gone?
Where have I been?
Where has my life gone?
Where have I been?

I just want to see the difference
I just need to get out
Prove to myself I’ve got more to offer than this self-doubt.
But the reel keeps on running.
I wish my legs could do the same.

I’m nothing more than ordinary
I’m nothing.
And I’m sick of letting my surroundings get the best of me.
I’m sick of letting other people control my honesty.

Stifled in a cloud of fear,
Can’t fill my lungs, I’m barely breathing
Sick and tired of the weather here,
Can’t hear my thoughts,
My mind is screaming.