| I’m ripping stitches from my lips so you can finally see
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| The ugly truth I buried six feet down inside of me
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| I’m always saying that I’m fine but
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| I’m not alright no, if you only knew
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| Always had a masquerade under
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| All the shame cause you couldn’t take the truth
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| I’m suppressing rage
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| You chose to look the other way
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| Pandora’s box is opening
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| Now you’re gonna see I am not okay
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| Don’t waste your breath It’s too late
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| I don’t know if I’ll make it through the night
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| Will I see another sunrise?
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| I feel more dangerous than a loaded gun
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| I don’t know if I wanna live another day
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| If it means feeling this way
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| My head’s pandora’s box, I’m coming undone
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| I’m coming undone (I've got nowhere to run)
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| Nowhere to run when almost vicious times are in my head
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| I feel a water rise behind my eyes with every breath
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| I’m always saying that I’m fine but
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| I’m not alright no, you never had a clue
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| I’ve learned it’s easier to fake it
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| Than be awake 'cause I can’t take the truth
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| I’m suppressing rage
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| You chose to look the other way
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| Pandora’s box is opening
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| Now you’re gonna see, the demons gonna break
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| Don’t waste your breath It’s too late
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| I don’t know if I’ll make it through the night
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| Will I see another sunrise?
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| I feel more dangerous than a loaded gun
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| I don’t know if I wanna live another day
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| If it means feeling this way
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| My head’s pandora’s box, I’m coming undone
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| I’m coming undone
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| You broke my bones to make me feel inside
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| What I really am is too for your eyes
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| But living in this lie made me a rising tide
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| I will not be denied
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| I don’t know if I’ll make it through the night
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| Will I see another sunrise?
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| I feel more dangerous than a loaded gun
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| I don’t know if I wanna live another day
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| If it means feeling this way
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| My head’s pandora’s box, I’m coming undone
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| I’m coming undone (I've got nowhere to run)
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| I’ve got nowhere to run
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| I’ve got no-, I’ve got nowhere to run |