Missing Hours - Conditions

«Missing Hours»

I’ve started now to wonder where I’ve been

Running dry on confidence again

So I turn to comfort I’ve found in, a chemical

Everything around me starts to change

I can feel my conscience rearrange

The person everyone needs me to be… ephemeral

And I don’t really want to feel like this again

Feeling like it’s all my fault

The paradox is warring in my skin

And I can’t let it go

All or nothing

All or nothing I’ve been told

You can’t be something

You can’t be something you don’t know

I’ve been told that I don’t care enough

Honestly I really don’t give a fuck

Yet I do my best to suck it up and move along

I drink a little golden therapy

Sing another broken melody

The person everyone needs me to be… I don’t belong

And I don’t really want to feel like this again

Feeling like it’s all my fault

The paradox is warring in my skin

And I can’t let it go

All or nothing

All or nothing I’ve been told

You can’t be something

You can’t be something you don’t know

Well I can, and I did, now you know

All or nothing

All or nothing I’ve been told

You can’t be something

You can’t be something you don’t know

All or nothing

All or nothing I’ve been told

You can’t be something

You can’t be something you don’t know

Well I can, and I did

Well I can, and I did, now you know