Things get uncertain
With these mess circling my space
But as Max said: "at the end of the day, it is what it is"

Loaded gun
Sharp aim
Overwhelm the sky
But the light brighten up the dark

I'm starting to sink
Can you keep me here?
I lose track of time
I lost my sense to align

Blocking my vision
Keeps me awake
Dragging me down
Gotta back myself up
Cus better days are coming

Better days