Young Canvas - Brightwell

I can’t get enough of this feeling I get, when my heart’s beating straight

through my chest

Am I just paranoid?

This is surreal

Again and again, oh my god this can’t be real

Let the poison flow This is a poison that’s in my blood, I don’t think I could

ever get enough

I’ll think it’s a problem when it’s killing me, for now we’re just going to

have to wait and see

This fire that burns inside of me is tearing me apart

The lifeless shadows in my head are trying to pull me in

It’s just the long days and long nights

It’s just the wrong things that make me feel so fucking right

Where were you to pull me out when the current is pulling me down and I can’t

get out

Tell me what you’re going to do

Clean up the mess you made, or you’ll just have to walk away

The devil’s knocking at my door

Who finally let him in?

Who let him in?

This has taken a toll on my soul

This fire that burns inside of me is tearing me apart

The lifeless shadows in my head are trying to pull me in

My words will grow tired, and my worth will expire

The lifeless shadows in my head are trying to pull me in

Such a shattered sense of home from these distances we go

Always waiting for the world to bring us home

Like the tired ocean floor, always moving onward

Too busy searching for ourselves to come back home

Is this the feeling when you can’t get enough?

Is this the feeling when there’s still more to be done?

It’s the way (it's the way) that we need it, living life like we’re never going

to do

Searching for something to believe in, something that makes us feel alive