3-11-anchor Songtext
Waking up at 3am | Walking around on dark streets in search of anger and rage to keep me going | I fear losing you and not being able to hold you | Let's open up and show It's hard sometimes | riding on a long distance road with nothing to hold onto | But there is you and it makes sense to find my way home again |
I ask why this is all happening to me | Like I am the collector of all bad luck in the world | And I know how it feels to be on this road alone | You are my anchor | take me home | I can't expect you to understand the reason why sometimes I crack under this pressure and cry | It's just so easy, but hard to realize | We need to be vulnerable in order to cope with pain | All we fear is fear [and the anxiety to loose our grip] | If we can cope and learn to grow | we can leave this road and then we can open up and we can show | We have so much more to offer and I want you to go | Go.