Over

I can't feel the music and I can hardly speak But I can feel the broken rhythm in my heart that doesn't feel like me Where's my head at? Where's my head at? Where my bed at? Give my fucked up head that I can't feel the silence and I can hardly be But I can hope for winds of change and maybe pray for something concrete Where my head at? No wait, just said that Where's my bed? I self medicate to rest I can go ten rounds but now I'm on number twenty I had a passion in my chest that kept me going now it's empty I wanna keep swinging but no I got no more energy Need a place to rest my head but can't just stop cause my life would be over But it's not over So why does it feel like its over? No it's not over no I need to find a noose it's not for me yeah it's for you Cause you're the snake inside my garden of eden, showed me the truth Maybe this is something I am not ready for if true? Maybe this is something I could be ready for? mhmm Oh I don't wanna face the demons maybe I got inside of me It's a scary place to go when you can't cope with the memories Maybe if I had a god but I don't got that accessory And the healings always hard when you got baggage for centuries and I can go ten rounds but now I'm on number thirty I had a passion in my chest that kept me going now it's empty And I wanna keep swinging but no I got no more energy need a place to finally rest my head then it'll all be over No, but it's not over So why does it feel like its over? No it's not over no Its not over