With My Hands by Kerrin Connolly Lyrics

Thought about thinkin' 'bout giving up
It's not that I don't like it plenty
More that I've been running empty
I can't outrun the feeling I'll resent me

What do I know
Well I haven't got that far just yet
I'll tell you when I do

Thought about thinkin' 'bout getting out
Got everything I'm ever needing
Still I'm having trouble sleeping
Sat upon my chest is not a demon

It's just a ghost
Who needs someone to help them up
I'll tell you when i do

Thought about thinkin' 'bout giving in
Never could stick to the plans
Or know what to do with my hands
A martyr to the circumstance
I'd like to think I have a chance
But what do I know
What do I know
Well I haven't got that far just yet
I'll tell you when I do