Testo Hibernate

What happens when the running stops
Have I found the place where I don't have to grow up
If this cures the cards that I'm dealt
Then I live with the fear that my dreams won't be dropped
[?] sedated
And resist the thoughts that leave my head deflated
We run until our bones cave in
Crawl away from feeling anything
And there's no room to fail or self-destruct
Or sweep ideas under the rug
And I won't bear the guilt of giving up
Or be the one who's not enough
Don't let me fuck it up
Don't let me fuck it up

I'm married to the life we lead
[?]
I've given up on many thoughts [?]
This feeling [?] one extreme
Emotionally I shut myself down
[?] driving around
I empathize [?] try to stay [?] from getting pushed away

And there's no room to fail or self-destruct
Or sweep ideas under the rug
And I won't bear the guilt of giving up
Or be the one who's not enough
Don't let me fuck it up
Don't let me fuck it up

And there's no room to fail or self-destruct
Or sweep ideas under the rug
And I won't bear the guilt of giving up
Or be the one who's not enough
Don't let me fuck it up
Don't let me fuck it up
Don't let me fuck it up