Count On Me - Carridale

A piece of me is exposed and the wolves begin to circle for their feast in the

snow

I stay afloat and hope that I can remain on this tightrope walk between the

worlds of failure and fame

Lately I’ve been trapped in this deep hole, climbing up but I can’t seem to

keep a hold

I’m so much stronger now

I’m so much stronger and I’ve found that I do better when I’m burning out

So weigh down on me, you want to count on me to light the fire in your eyes so

you can finally see

I’ve found the safest place to live outside of my head is on a stage in front

of faces that I’ll never forget

So do you think better of me?

Or would you have me give this up just to make you happy?

I want to know what’s life like down on your knees and did you ever peek up

through your hands at what you could be

You and I have a fundamental flaw

You see, you were scared but I would gladly risk it all for a chance to succeed,

a chance to finally be everything I’ve dream

My thoughts poured out on paper prove that I still exist and like a photo from

the past it tells me what I’ve missed

I’m addicted to the voices screaming up from the floor, so can you give me just

a little more?