I don't even know myself at all. I thought I would be happy by now. The more I try to push it I realize. Gotta let go of control. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. So let it happen. It's just a spark. But it's enough to keep me going. And when it's dark out. No one's around it keeps glowing. Every night I try my best to dream. Tomorrow makes it better. And I wake up to the cold reality. Not a thing has changed. But it will happen. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. It's just a spark. But it's enough to keep me going. And when it's dark out. No one's around it keeps glowing. It's just a spark. But it's enough to keep me going. And when it's dark out. No one's around it keeps glowing. And the salt in my wounds. Isn't burning anymore than it used to. It's not that I don't feel the pain. It's just I'm not afraid of hurting anymore. And the blood in these veins. Isn't pumping any less than it ever has. And that's the hope I have. The only thing I know is keeping me alive alive. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. Gotta let it happen. It's just a spark. But it's enough to keep me going. (So if I let go of control now I can be strong). And when it's dark out. No one's around it keeps glowing. It's just a spark. But it's enough to keep me going. (So if I keep my eyes closed with the blind hope). And when it's dark out. No one's around it keeps glowing