Oh the craving to run has once again enter my feet 

Oh negative thoughts are doing the best to corrupt my mind 

Oh it's hard telling the coward inside to be brave 

Telling the world to be positive for the one I love 

When the torror is bubble behind the surface 

To gain some level of control is to let go some would think 

But it's holding to the hope that all my crazy thoughts might be wrong is what gets me by 

For it's hard to hold steady when the love of your life is Crumlin