It’s been one hell of a year

But I’m still standing here

The world has nothing left for me to fear

I’ve been to hell and back

Had myself a heart attack

and felt like everything just disapeared

But you’re still standing

Holding my hand, it’s clear

God I can’t do anything without you here

I know the snow makes it harder

So much harder to see

How hard it can be

I know your blood makes me stronger

But it makes it harder to see

myself and make it clean

I lost a handful of years

with just two embedded fears

and now i lost a girl and my friends are never here

I saw myself in a mess

And I know I was a wreck

But something deep inside just makes it all more clear

God I need like I’ve never needed air

God I can’t do anything without you here

Make me clean God

I’m sick of me.