A little better?

I can't get out of my head,

I can't walk through the same path,

if I did I know my life could end

if I don't I will become an undead.

I'm crawling through the depths of my own mind

trying to figure out how to fight 

and then find every wrong road to explore,

so I can move on leaving those behind

until in front of me there's only the one that's right.

With every mistake I choose a little better,

I dig into myself with every song and letter,

sometimes I hurt myself I don't know any better

than to suffer, 

so I can understand how to be better.

I wanna get her in my arms, is that dependence?

I wanna see her dance through the fence 

once again like July didn't end

but it did,

I have to deal with my impatience and my fears

since I don't have certainty about any of this,

now there's only tears and nostalgia,

only dreams that revolve all around 'ya

leaving me once you find what you mean to me,

all my intensity around your gravity that is attracting me.