Early Graves Senses Fail

[Verse 1]
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

[Chorus]
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 rather than choose to stumble the roads unpaved
Heading to an early grave

[Verse 2]
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