What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Grow Lyrics - Sewing With Nancie (the Reason)

(White/Armstrong) 

Another night alone on a dark road somewhere far away 

from my home. The summer's on my mind, so far behind. 

Face in a sink reflects these caffienated insides. 

It's life scenarios you think of while you're alone, 

and on my own. Like if my parents paid for everything 

I own I could be somewhere in a classroom taking notes 

of things that I already know (or think I do). What 

doesn't kill you makes you grow. This nine to five 

turns into twenty-four hours. It seems that escape 

from this cold, dark prison is a dream. My priorities 

are forgotten, stuck in a cycle on your knees. I 

deliver in spite to my friends and my enemies. Some 

days I stay and lie awake in bed just to breathe my 

quickened heartbeat. I hear noises overhead, but this 

face isn't strong enough to sleep. I have a dream 

that I can sleep on my own. These days my pale 

reflection can't pretend that this is all I have to 

offer. I hear noises overhead but this throat isn't 

strong enough to scream, or so it seems. Now I scream 

on my own. This cup off coffee burning my insides, 

and sip after sip I grow and come to realize that this 

is moving on.