Aviyn Learning to Fly lyrics

I'm not really sure what's going on inside of me, these days, but something is terribly wrong. Just going through

the motions it seems retracing the paths I know i've already seen. Autopilot with the wrong directions.


I told myself I was happy, told myself I was alive. Very much dead am I, never be new, never be whole, never be

done. This Sickness inside is my own. Created by these hands and out these hands I shall fall. My enemy was never

you. It's the failure I see starring right back at me. As I look in the mirror, could it be someone else. Did it have

to be me?



I told myself I was happy, told myself I was alive. Very much dead is the blood in these veins and very much dead

am. And I choose this way of living, and I choose this way to die. As I drag this razor across my skin, I beg you

not to cry. This sickness is all of my own. As I stand on this ledge, please don't fear that I might die. This

is my last attempt at learning to fly.


Now the time has come.