Confused

Confused and lost
Why does my heart tell me to break
If I'm already sold to the deeps

It's true, I'm done
With all these bullshit stories I tell
Myself, I'm gonna make it

So I will heal my head out
Clean all the blood and mess I left at the front
All the bumps and bruises I got when I was numb
Tell me I ain't right, I love it, I'll prove you wrong

Well, this time
I'm gonna get back on that Sun
Look away from The Otherside
And I don't think I'll be coming back

Confused and lost
Why does my heart tell me to break
If I'm already sold to the deeps

It's true, I'm done
With all these bullshit stories I tell
Myself, I'm gonna make it

But I might not make it, might not make it
I can feel it suffocating
It's a thrill and it's a wreckage
Lookin' at the stars

But I might not make it, might not make it
I can feel it suffocating
It's a thrill and it's a wreckage
Lookin' at the stars

Confused and lost
Why does my heart tell me to break
If I'm already sold to the deeps