Confidence Lyrics – Soft Glas

I’m in a room filled with air – it feels like I’m running out
And every time I seem to breathe in, I admit, it feels like a knife
There I go
I’m falling away, I’m ashamed, I’d rather be home

I know who
I’d rather be instead of me, I’d rather be home
No control
No confidence, it’s common sense, I’d rather be home

Oh, I want to give up and stay indoors
Even when I go, my patience is frail
And there I go
Oh, what I’d give to be fine

I know who
I’d rather be instead of me, I’d rather be home
No control
No confidence, it’s common sense, I’d rather be home

All I want is a false sense of confidence
All I want is a false sense of confidence
At this pace, it often ends
With weakness and ambition to be left alone

All I want is a false sense of confidence
And all I want is a false sense of hope
At this pace, I’ll build up a tolerance, a confidence
I’ll go and not feel alone
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Soft Glas Lyrics – Confidence

Soft Glas

Confidence