I lay on my bed and I lay wonder,
What if you could feel what I'm feeling deep under?
What if you got hurt because someone doesn't like you?
What if you could learn what it's like to be lied to?

Maybe you'll die out of pain and sorrow,
Maybe you'll rise above all that's hollow,
Me, I'm just weak, I'm just tired of trying,
I'm done outrunning hate, I'll embrace what's carrying.

So laying on my bed I watch the darkest of nights,
I feel at home, I feel safe even with no light,
Because the light in my life runs deep in my veins,
But the darkness is my surface, it's everywhere else.