The Harder I Try The Better I Fall

The world squeezes so tight that I can't breathe.
I'm moving forward in liquid motion  watching people dance by in a blurried frenzy.
A friendly voice on the end of the line in a twisted fate hides a cowards face.
Stuck in a prison I'm afraid to leave watching rose petals fall in a listless angst.
Here's to the dreamers wishing on fallen stars.
Here's to the realists living on borrowed dreams.
To the ones who love and to the ones who live.
I used to be the one who lived to love.