Lingua - Constant State Of Puttra

it's raining in
raining inside my head and soaks it in
all i want is to feel dry again and let me in
want to see, see beyond this gray shade of me
tear the walls down and let the sun shine down on me

when i sit talking to myself
there's someone else
there's someone else
that answers all my questions why
my hope is gone
my hope is gone
and when i'm sitting, punching myself
there's someone else
there's no one else
that stands in my way and softens my fall

take a breath, inhale the smell of a life that could have been
as the tears fall, i remind myself why i'm here and
how this could go wrong, everything has it's end
but i don't seem to, seem to understand

when i walk talking to myself
there's someone else
there's someone else
that answers all my questions why
my hope is gone
my hope is gone
and when i'm sitting, punching myself
there's someone else
there's no one else
that stands in my way and softens my fall
but i want to fall to get back up

why did you drown?