Convalescence

It’s been a long night, waiting to sleep the day away
and it's been a long [bad word] along with me every step of the way

the confinement binds you
and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me 
I've fooled myself into believing
that nothing ails me, nothing kills me 
the confinement binds you
and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I’ve 
fooled myself into believing 
that nothing ails me, nothing can kill me

the stagnant time 
is a breeding ground for regrets and wrongdoings 
and resolutions take their time that's if they [bad word] at all 
always seeking redemption 
through the echoes I’ve listened and still came up missing 
always seeking redemption 
through the echoes I’ve listened and still seeped through the cracks

the stagnant time 
is a breeding ground for regrets and wrongdoings 
and resolutions take their time that's if they [bad word] at all

the confinement binds you 
and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me 
I’ve fooled myself into believing 
that nothing ails me, nothing kills me 
the confinement binds you 
and nothing scares me, nothing thrills me I’ve 
fooled myself into believing 
that nothing ails, me nothing can kill me

These wounds will heal nothing can stop me now
These wounds will heal nothing can stop me now
These wounds will heal 
These wounds will heal 
These wounds will heal