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Pre-Save: Directed by Colin Jeffs Lyrics: Fighting with violence on my mind, Thoughts I can’t define tell me I’m waiting here to die, Running out of time I find myself wondering, Why try when every ending is in sight? Maybe I’m just scared to grow, Too afraid of letting go, And I confess I’m so alone, I’m on a tightrope, scared to die young. Every color fades to gray, As the feeling fades away, And I confess I’ve dug my grave, I’m on a tightrope, scared to die young. Now I’m ashamed what I gave then was not enough, I’m not the same as the day that I’m talking of, But I’m aware that I’m barely just hanging on, I see my shame in the darkness I’m running from. And I find myself wondering, why try when I’m on the edge of a knife? And now it’s clear I’ve come undone, We said that what’s done is done, And I’m aware I’m drawing blood, To settle what I’ve become.
