Middle Of The Night

Every morning lately starts the same
Paralyzing thoughts mislead my brain
I remember it’s no easier to say
«I'll be okay, I’ll be okay»
The cold has gotten colder as I’ve grown
Days got way more short and hard to hold
I’m less like me than I’ve ever been before
Will I be okay? Will I be okay?
And it just feels like I’ll never feel right
Right now it feels like the middle of the night
I know I still mistrust the things I hear
And curl right up, react out of my fear
From overthinking thoughts that are not real
Will I be okay? Will I be okay?
'Cause it just feels like I’ll never feel right
Right now it feels like the middle of the night