Down from Sans Sebastienne by Nicholas Horner

“I’m tired of living and I’m tired of giving”
Says this voice inside my head
The road I’m traveling it starts unraveling
And I cannot see straight ahead

What’s the point of living in fear
If I don’t get the wheel to steer
‘Cause every time I think it through I start to lose control
And it goes down into my soul

Maybe I’m regretting what’s worth forgetting
And I have my whole life to learn
But the road is bending and it’s never ending
And there’s a cliff on every turn

What’s the point of feeling so alive
If I don’t get the wheel to drive
‘Cause every time I think it through I start to lose control
And it goes down into my soul
And when I don’t know what to do it cuts a little hole
And it goes down into my soul

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