Open the doors that you cannot
Down, down, down way beyond
Secondhand glowin'
I know I can't fight it for long
Second chance, be open
Gone again almost like the wind
Gone again almost like she once said
So now, a game we play
I've got the last piece of the puzzle we left to me
And the only one gone is you
And the only one left is me
That was me in August
That was a long August
August
August
Honestly, I'm tired of fighting
I'm tired of running
I can decide behind my own breath
I can decide, I can decide, decide which way to go
Got to fear the end
Guide it where it ends
