TIGHT SPACE

I’m stuck in a corner, feelin’ the walls close in,
Air’s getting thinner, can’t catch my breath again.
Every move feels like I’m breaking the frame,
Trapped in a moment I can’t seem to escape.

In this tight space, where the world’s caving in,
I’m searching for a way to just begin again.
The pressure’s on, but I won’t break,
I’ll find my way out of this tight space.
I’ll find my way, find my way, out of this tight space.

The silence is loud, it’s the only sound I hear,
A million thoughts racing, but I’m stuck in here.
The clock ticks slow, like it’s frozen in time,
But I’m still reaching, pushing through the climb.

I’m still holding on, still trying to breathe,
I know the way out’s somewhere inside of me.

Sometimes the walls we build can feel like chains,
But I’ll tear ‘em down, I’ll break through the pain.
I know it’s hard to see the light ahead,
But I won’t stop until I’m free again.


I’ll find my way, find my way...
Out of this tight space.

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