"Better Days" lyrics

Makena Lyrics

"Better Days"

I'm reading writings on the wall
I can't seem to let go
I've always been afraid to fall
I don't want to look below
I spend my days in bed, you left me paralyzed again
The only thing that moves are my eyes around the room

I've been stripped apart ripped by the seams
Thread by thread and left to bleed
Out as blue as the ocean, getting lost at sea
I'm not always fine, I'm not doing alright
Sooner or later I'll have to take the dive

I wish you well, even if I didn't want to say goodbye
Well here's your sign that I'm not bitter, I'm okay
And I hope you feel the same
Though I'm in a better place, I sure as hell have seen some better days

So I'll choose to dive on in, though I can't see the bottom
I'll disregard the pressure, bare the weight and I'll pick it back up again

I've been held down for so long
Left to fall and break again
But once I reach the surface
I will see some better days

I'm not empty, I'm just a little less
I'm not empty, I'm just a little less


EP: "Makena" (2019)
Makena - Makena EP cover
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