Besedila: Franky Lee. Solitary.

When you feel that you can't give more
When you've been down out on the floor
The reason you exist
Is all the things you've missed

With my own eyes I realise
That all that's good and sweet, it dies
You end up all alone
The part of you that's blown

And you'll be leaving yourself
You'll be on your own
You got me on your shelf
Now your all alone, this time you've gotta breathe out

Well
No more bellyache, no more humbling
I remember when you were tumbling
With life and plans at stake
And a broken heart that ached

But you got up at nine again
Needles and tubes right in your vein
You fixed it all at last
Don't look back, these are the things of the past

And you'll believe in yourself
You'll be on your own
You got me on your shelf
Now your all alone, this time you've gotta breathe out

Breath out your doubt
Leave out doubt
You've gotta breathe out

And you'll believe in yourself
You'll be on your own
You got me on your shelf
Now you're all alone, now you're all alone