Malrun Wounded Pride

Been absent for so long
Though appearing awake
Someone says I belong
But it’s all the same to me
It’s too late to turn the tide
It’s too late for wounded pride
Somehow I only make it through
When I’m with you
I know that too
I’ve been staring at a candle, ‘till it stings my eyes
Somehow the pain seems comforting
Tomorrow’s more than I can handle. Goddamn tired
Guess on the way down we really see ourselves