Letra de Surfacing

It's 2 AM and I don't give a fuck if I ever see the sun again How long has it been since I could find the words to say exactly what I meant What do I even mean anymore? I can't rememeber the last time I've been able to look myself in the face and explain my thoughts or my actions Air escapes now lacking passion Speak for days without saying a word But my blood still bouls beneath my skin to be put down by apathy In time I will count my failures in terms of closets boarded shut These sealed up boxes are piling up This poetry buries itself inside of me for fear of being understood These pictures cut once Sting until they are done Never again