| You’ve kept me in a place I don’t belong
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| Your walls are caving in on me
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| Your skeletons inside pacing these halls
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| They’re always waiting there for me
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| You hang me up like art on the wall
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| You criticize until I break and I fall
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| Stained, blood and bruises on my name
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| It’s raining in this empty cup, filling up but only halfway
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| 'Cause I know that I’m not the way you want me
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| Can you hear me now? |
| (Wo-oh-oh-oh)
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| Spilling out
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| When I say: «Enough is enough, this glass is breaking»
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| Let it fall, cut me up, I’ll still be standing
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| I sit alone, your judgment sinking in
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| Always on trial in my head
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| Like I am less than human for feeling this
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| You’ll try to fix me till I’m dead
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| You hang me up like art on the wall
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| This time won’t give in, I’m not listening
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| Stained, blood and bruises on my name
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| It’s raining in this empty cup, filling up but only halfway
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| 'Cause I know that I’m not the way you want me
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| Can you hear me now? |
| (Wo-oh-oh-oh)
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| Spilling out
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| When I say: «Enough is enough, this glass is breaking»
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| Let it fall, cut me up, I’ll still be standing
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| You hang me up like art on the wall
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| You hang me up, you hang me up
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| You hang me, hang me, hang me
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| Stained, blood and bruises on my name
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| It’s raining in this empty cup, filling up but only halfway
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| 'Cause I know that I’m not the way you want me
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| Can you hear me now? |
| (Wo-oh-oh-oh)
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| Spilling out
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| When I say: «Enough is enough, this glass is breaking»
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| Let it fall, cut me up, I’ll still be standing
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| Can you hear me now?
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| Enough is enough is enough
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| Enough is enough, this glass is breakin
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| Can you hear me now? |