Another day has come and gone
And I've been holding in
Not holding on
Feeling out of place, I
I'm wanting to escape, I
I pack my bags
With nothing left to say
To say
It's when I think I've figured out
The figure's simply turning
Inside out
Burn before it catches, I
I rummage through the ashes, I
I turn the page
With nothing left to say
To say
To say
Another day has come and gone
And I've been holding in
Not holding on