Passive کے بول

Counting everyday I spend Counting the days after I've peaked Passive in the way I stand Numbing the strong cuts on my hands I know its right, when I'm left alone I feel stronger now, much stronger now this way Closer, than I ever thought I could be I believe now Closer To who I am Can't compare a single day The stones I hear them trade Comfort comes to me in sleep Bitterness turned sweet I know its right when I'm left alone I feel stronger now, much stronger now this way Closer, that I ever thought I could be I believe now Closer To who I am Closer, than I ever thought I could be I believe now Closer, Closer To who I am