you're never gonna find the right person
if you can't let go of the wrong one.
but at the same time, the moment you feel like letting go
you remember why you held on for so long,
sometimes you gotta forget what you want,
and remember what you deserve.
I have no peace, no quietness; I have no rest, but only turmoil.
Have you journeyed to the springs of the sea or walked in the recesses of the deep?
Have the gates of death been shown to you?