I've given up, I'm giving up slowly, I'm blending in so you won't even know me apart from this whole world that shares my fate.
This one last bullet that you mentioned is my one last shot at redemption because I know to live you must give your life away.
And I've been housing all this doubt and insecurity and I've been locked inside that house all the while you hold the keyAnd I've been dying to get out and that might be the death of meAnd even though, there's no way in knowing where to go, I promise I'm going because,
I gotta get outta here I'm stuck inside this rut that I fell into by mistakeI gotta get outta here And I'm begging you, I'm begging you, I'm begging You to be my escape.