| I’ve pushed back, I’ve been pulled away
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| Don’t have what it takes for me to face another day
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| This constant battle never helps
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| I see my reflection I don’t recognize myself
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| I know somehow I’ll turn it all around
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| This is a call to arms, sound the alarm
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| To all the times I’ve swung and missed
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| This is a call to arms, sound the alarm
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| I can’t keep breaking, breaking myself down like this
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| I’m creeping closer to the edge
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| I keep losing sleep over the careless things I said
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| I’m worn out, I’ve been wearing thin
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| Wonder if the truth lives in the moments I’ve forgotten
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| I know somehow I’ll turn it all around
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| This is a call to arms, sound the alarm
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| To all the times I’ve swung and missed
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| This is a call to arms, sound the alarm
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| I can’t keep breaking, breaking myself down like this |