DTM

Hold it up, my diamond in the rough.

I always thought that it would be so easy.

Let it out. It's never like it was.

I'm empty and tired, and I can hardly think in here.

I won't give up again: as tired as I am.

With everything I can. I won't give up again.

Wake me up. My inspiration sleeps.

My mind is like a prison: bound to hold me.

Force it out. The damage has been done.

We're broken, departed, and we can hardly speak in here.

I won't give up again: as tired as I am.

With everything I can. I won't give up again.

With thoughts of indecision,

destroyed by my ambition,

removed to this position.

I stand alone.

I won't give up again.

Hold it out, your candle in the dark.

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, they say.

Let it go. It's all a stepping-stone.

You're older and wiser, and you can hardly breathe in here.

I won't give up again: as tired as I am.

With everything I can. I won't give up again.

I won't give up again: as tired as I am.

With everything I can. I won't give up again.