Lifeboats

I just want to feel alive.

And love myself from the in and the outside.

'Cause every time that I start to feel whole,

I knock myself on the ground because it's all that I've known

Just like the streets burn a hole through your shoe.

My soul has been worn out too,

I'm 25 and I still don't fit in

Directionless, like a blind man painting

Mother I'm so sorry, I can't go on like this.

The lifeboats are leaving with or without me.

What's the point of falling in love?

If I don't love myself.