Figure It Out کے بول

All my words are on the run If I speak, I’ll end up six feet under Got it rolling off my tongue Feed the monster in my mind Til my spine goes numb If I stand still, with no will, I’ll fall apart If I step out, let my guard down, am I doomed from the start? Is it too late to turn back now I know I’ll figure it out All my thoughts are overdone If I stay, I may begin to wonder What if I never see the Sun? Rush of blood through my veins Can I fake that I belong? If I stand still, with no will, I’ll fall apart If I step down, lay here half bound, am I doomed from the start? Is it too late to turn back now I know I’ll figure it out