Letra What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Grow de Sewing With Nancie (the Reason) original

(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.