No more moments left behind
Not another second wasted
Do what I must to liberate this mind
Before it's far too late and
I lose myself in sorrow
Blaming everyone but myself
Suffocating every breath of hope

Resentment, lack of insight
Pushing me further from the light
Spreads through this soul like poison
Afraid to live, yet surely dying

Blinded by your narcissism
Who were you to judge or strike me down?
To stoke the flames inside with malice
No contentment, love made not a sound
Yet still I stand here, hopeful
Celebrating this blessed life
Offering every ounce of forgiveness
Well, I think I'll go turn myself off an' go on down
All the way down...
Really ain't no use in me hanging around
You know what I'm trying to say
Music, sweet music
I wish I could caress, and-a kiss
Manic Depression is a fustrating mess