What Counts

have you ever felt like you've lost your mind?

when one good friend is so hard to find

when the walls, the ceiling, the windows and the floor

nothing screams to you as loud as the door?

because out is the only way to go

all those lonely nights man, i've been there too

can i stand it? when i'm lost

and the future is just a fucking blur

can i stand it? when i'm hurt

and the days just get darker and darker

i'll stand it. through the rough

if it means my mind will gain some strength

i'll stand it. like a statue

who's face is looking towards tomorrow

but sometimes it feels like it's just too much

the clashing in my head, it's just too much

the constant falling down, it's just too much

but we've been dwelling in these graves, far too long

take a breath, reawake, call forth the dread in your way

subdue, prevail, triumph over every fucking day

to persevere through is

what counts is that we struggle to find the

strength in our hearts to make the days

this is the hardest breath, that we can fucking breathe

is that we struggle to find the peace

that exists within our hearts