For months I've been in a cocoon
Hiding behind the wounds that I drew
My family's worried if I'll make it out soon
But I'm done tryna force my way through
They say "Maybe there one more chance,
To replace your matchsticks to ignite your fire again"
But all I know is the darkness feels safer
Cause even
Under the sun
The shadows seem to cling on my worn heart
Under the sun
The light be hitting me with its burning darts