There′s a deep

Focus

In the way that I moveIn the way that I talk

There's a deep

Focus

In the way I carry my cross

In the ways I carry this cross

But it gets heavy

It becomes deadly

When I′m mixing my emotions

With all these drugs without caution

It gets heavy

It becomes deadly

It's taking control of the inside

And it leaves no place to hide

Even when I focus

Try to smell all the roses

All I see is the thorns pulling flesh from my bones

I can't even focus

There′s a deep

Focus

In the things that I write

To try and feel with all my might

I have to process

All my wounds

To try and make some room for all things good and all things new

But it gets heavy

It becomes deadly

When I′m mixing my emotions

With all these drugs without caution

It gets heavy

It becomes deadly

It's taking control of the inside

And it leaves no place to hide

Even when I focus

Try to smell all the roses

All I see is the thorns pulling flesh from my bones

I can′t even focus

It knows me better than I know myself

I don't even have a fighting chance

It knows my tides

It knows my peaks

It knows my branches and my leaves

It′s been here

It's been here

Since I was here