I can't see ever feeling right again

I'm on a raft in a river that's roaring away with me

What good does it do me to have what I want

When I'm in no shape to enjoy what I have



Boiling

I'm burning

I'm losing my hold

On the life that I had

Running

I'm hiding

I'm telling myself

That these things aren't so bad



I can see there's just no way out of this (one)

I can feel the walls closing in on me

The door at the end of the tunnel is far too small

And there's 24 metric tons of fear closing in on me