Smoke Signals - For The Fallen Dreams

Make something of yourself

Or search for someone else who makes you feel real

Whoever thought that I could feel like this…

Pull back your mask and show us all who you really are

How can you live like this, pretending everything’s fine?

It’s not alright, you’re not alright, find yourself

So this is what we’ve come to

Life is what you make of it

Find something to hold onto

I’ve practically gave up on this

How can someone feel like this is the end

Don’t hold your breath in my life

Tell yourself, but ask yourself, «am I alright?»

Sinking, flailing, and fighting for air doesn’t mean you’re alone

There is someone else out there who will pull you down

How can you live with yourself?

So this is what we’ve come to

Life is what you make of it

Find something to hold onto

I’ve practically gave up on this

I have run from myself

Mirrors show nothing but somebody else

Life is what you make of it