Verse 1Separate Myself From What I SaidI'll Never Be That TypeI Am Only Trying To Figure This OutCan Never Call It DoneInstrumentalVerse 2Separate The Demons In My EyesCan Never Make The TimeAll These Moments Controlling My LifeNeed To Get Out Of HereInstrumentalVerse 3Separate The Longing For The PastIt Always Pulls Me BackNo Matter How Far I Try To RunIt Always Catches UpBridgeAnd I Can't Find Anywhere To HideFrom The Ghost Of What There Never WasIt All Just Seems To Slip Through My HandsLike A Distant Voice I Can't RecallOoooooohOutro