Make My Way

Was it my fault you were there
Always venting in your head
Was it my fault you were there
Alone and lying in your bed

It was my fault you were sad
Alone and sitting there
Should have been mine, should have left
Wondering what was next
You were supposed to be living large
Instead you weren't in charge
Gotta hang on the rest of this

Get outside, don't stand, go roam
Still your mind you own
Realization comes to play
Gotta make it
Get outside, don't stand, go roam
Now your name is known
Realization comes to play
Gotta make my way

And now that one thing's always true
All the dillusions you'll get through
Letting go