Trapped In a Daze

I'm skippin' the small talk since it doesn't work anymore I'm quiet all the time and it's from the fear of uttering the wrong words I'm always in a daze My mind always attempts to bring back memories happier moments of my past instead of dwelling on my present Melancholy, depression fortunately, there's somethin' new to me who can make me laugh, make me cry make me see the reason why the sun shines until we've started a war without a winner This war is getting out of hand; how can I...no, no, no how can we move this mountain between us Bad days and this trapping haze will be the death of me Course, of bloody course, it's near impossible to escape the maze of my thoughts Give me the strength to break the silence and… and to tear down this obstacle, will I be happier? here's hoping for my pride won't allow me the luxury to call it quits, end this now on even terms I'm so tired of waging a war with my words My promises feel like cannons without ammo window dressing to feel intimidating, important yet hollow after all… I can't let that happen, not to the one that made me fall...