I see the eyes of a troubled heart Staring back at me As they begin to cry Am I listening? I've seen my troubled soul, growing old With this heart of stone Cracking over time I wasn't listening The blind lead the blind The deaf cannot see What you say behind those eyes I just ask myself if it helps This mind of mine To wither with the time And every tragedy Welcome to my wasted life I'm running out of air I'm fighting just to breathe I strain to see The reason I'm alive My desperation grows, grabs a hold So enlightening To an optimistic mind That is listening This tortured soul, doesn't know The plot will always grow Thicker over time So just keep listening The blind lead the blind The deaf cannot see What you say behind those eyes I just ask myself if it helps This mind of mine To wither with the time And every tragedy Welcome to my wasted life I'm running out of air I'm fighting just to breathe I strain to see The reason I'm alive The reason I should breathe Can you help me resurrect me? Can you pull me from this grave? I'm running out of air I'm fighting just to breathe I strain to see The reason I'm alive The reason I should breathe.