Weird

I don't know if I should speak
We have several cuts on our hands
I can't hold on
Maybe this is my gift

But I won't save you
And too much time has passed, and I know I was never good
So many things appeared, I don't feel good about
And I did too many things, and I got lost in my sound

It seems like it's not coming back, but I wanted to speak
(I talk about things that won't work anymore)
I'm just another one, but I could heal
(I lost so many things, I lost in defeat)

Forget everything we did before, and let's start over
(Thinking a little more, depression destroys me)
I'm holding on and telling several stories we lived, but you couldn't silence me
(You won't silence me)