Difficult conversations,
I’ve been fighting a battle with myself,
And sometimes I lose my patience,
But I’m too caught up in hope to ask for help.
Why is it so complicated,
I’m tired of filling my mind with empty doubts.
I think I’m finding my way now,
Cause I’m learning to trust these ups and downs.
I fought with the world,
I fought myself,
I know the darkest nights so well,
Sometimes it’s hard to see the light.
So this is for the ones that tried and fell,
Travelled to hell and back,
We’re never far from paradise.
And I fear that I’m changing,
I never wanted to be somebody else
And I could try to escape it,
But it’s hard when you’re running from yourself.
And is it just human nature?
Or should I borrow a brand new state of mind?
Feels like I’m stuck in a daydream,
Always searching for something I cant find.
I fought with the world,
I fought myself,
I know the darkest nights so well,
Sometimes it’s hard to see the light.
So this is for the ones that tried and fell,
Travelled to hell and back,
We’re never far from paradise.
I fought with the world,
I fought myself,
I know the darkest nights so well,
Sometimes it’s hard to see the light.
So this is for the ones that tried and fell,
Travelled to hell and back,
We’re never far from paradise.
From paradise, from paradise
From paradise, from paradise
From paradise, from paradise