Senses Fail - Early Graves

I call to question the things
in question
I think I think too much
I think I'm sure
That that's a problem and
that's a reason
Why I always fucking
shut the door
On everyone
I have ever loved before
I'm willing to just shut myself down
And let the good things go right
under my door
I finally found a reason
I can open up to something more
'Cause I was always taking
the salt from the sea
To water down the soil
that's soaking deep
I was suffocating
something inside of me
When it just needed to breathe
I would never dare call
myself brave
I have made a choice
to walk my own way
I would die than choose
to stumble the roads unpaved
Heading to an early grave
But if I question all this in questions
Will that just take me back to
where I came from
Cause I don't want to ever feel
that way again that way again
Cause all that I got was
a dead end heart
Desperately conserving
searching roads in the dark
For a spark to help me hit restart
Cause everything
I do will come back to me times two
This is the first time that
I've got something
I don't wanna lose
'Cause I was always
taking the salt from the sea
To water down the soil
that's soaking deep
I was suffocating something
inside of me
When it just needed to breathe
I would never dare call
myself brave
I have made a choice
to walk my own way
I would die than choose
to stumble the roads unpaved
Heading to an early grave
Into an early grave
I feel like I have
finally found the balance
To rebound and the waves
in the sound they surround me
Like a net to catch me in the act
In the case and event that
the present presents challenges
over my head
'Cause I was always taking
the salt from the sea
To water down the soil
that's soaking deep
I was suffocating something
inside of me
When it just needed
to breathe
I would never dare call
myself brave
I have made a choice
to walk my own way
I would die than choose
to stumble the roads unpaved
Heading to an early grave
Into an early grave