I have this thing about dying Pretend I'm not fighting, keep it inside I'm always fighting and flying Just surviving, trying to add time If it comes in waves, then why run away Knowing that it's out of my hands? There's not a day that You haven't made My control was never part of the plan All those days and nights, I was driving blind There was reason I came back alive You were close to me when I tried to hide Never a day that You passed me by You made our time, painted blue in the sky Held tears I was keeping inside It's funny how I had a grip on my life When I was holding what was never mine Never mine Why is my instinct to spiral? Nothing is final until the end My hope sits on a tightrope So I pray with my eyes closed and start to give in If it comes in waves, then why run away Knowing that it's out of my hands? There's not a day that You haven't made My control was never part of the plan All those days and nights, I was driving blind There was reason I came back alive You were close to me when I tried to hide Never a day that You passed me by You made our time, painted blue in the sky Held tears I was keeping inside It's funny how I had a grip on my life When I was holding what was never mine Never mine It was never mine, oh It was never mine, oh-oh All those days and nights, I was driving blind There was reason I came back alive It's funny how I had a grip on my life When I was holding what was never mine Never mine