Juliana Theory DTM
Hold it up, my diamond in the rough. I always thought that it would be so easy. Let it out. It's never like it was. I'm empty and tired, and I can hardly think in here. I won't give up again: as tired as I am. With everything I can, I won't give up again. Wake me up, My inspiration sleeps. My mind is like a prison: bound to hold me. Force it out. The damage has been done. We're broken, departed, and we can hardly speak in here. I won't give up again: as tired as I am. With everything I can, I won't give up again. With thoughts of indecision, destroyed by my ambition, removed to this position, I stand alone. Hold it out, your candle in the dark. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, they say. Let it go, It's all a stepping-stone. You're older and wiser, and you can hardly breathe in here. I won't give up again: as tired as I am. With everything I can, I won't give up again. I won't give up again: as tired as I am. With everything I can, I won't give up again.
