Irrenoid - Sunrise Specter

I was always taught to do the right thing
By the man I loved and respected the most
If actions truly speak louder than words
Then why is my tongue always my downfall?

The colors of the fall always spoke to me
Autumn leaves and citrus call the slumbering trees
Memories of those long gone cradle my head
So why do I still feel like I should be dead?

I'm exhausting every bone
Trying to pretend
I am okay with being alone

If being true to myself
Means I'll have no one to hold
Thеn I'll face the rising sun
On my own

On my own
On my own
On my own