With the wolves

Somewhere along the way we got thrown off track.
Though we tried so hard to keep ourselves in check.
We’ve grown so used to this lack of sleep
Exhausted from an overwhelming defeat
Whoa, I can't find my way

There's no path to guide me
The more I give in, the more it haunts me.
And I've given up control. I suffer just to run with the wolves
So I sing these words to the fortunate. The ones who look alive.
Never living life in disconnect, through someone else's eyes
Whoa, I can't find my way

There's no path to guide me
The more I give in, the more it haunts me.
And I like a fool, am burned
I give and give with no return
Whoa, there's no path to guide me
The more I give in, the more it haunts me
And I've given up control
I suffer just to run with the wolves

Nothing will be earned by skipping stones.
Lessons won’t be learned through broken bones.
One by one, we're losing ourselves.
Like a flame burning out, but I have a light.
When you’re in the dark and out of doubt, find me
God, what have I done?
I’ve lost myself for no one.

Whoa, I can't find my way
There's no path to guide me
The more I give in, the more it haunts me
And I like a fool, am burned
I give and give with no return
Whoa, there's no path to guide me
The more I give in, the more it haunts me
And I've given up control
I suffer just to run with the wolves