You know they've told me many times but I'm sure I'd say I've never heard this
That I don't believe I'm ever meant to know what my true worth is
I spend hours on days trying to find the cure to curses
Just to find out everything I've done weather I love it or hate it defines my purpose
In the middle of my clueless retribution I
I find peace though I'm bluffing while searching and rushing
My goals appear to be reached when I'm holding on to nothing
So I-I learn to let go from the grips and clutches
And with nothing left, here goes something
