| Here we have hell in the purist form
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| The chain of command breaks, no longer in control
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| This is my major weakness, I care to too much sometimes
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| I only trust my judgement, I’m just determined
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| I know I’m far from perfect, old habits die hard
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| I’m desperate to prove myself to everyone
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| I’m human after all
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| I’ll be the first to admit, I sometimes interfere
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| I promise you it’s only because I care
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| I’m not here to glorify myself, this is a kind of confession
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| I need to get this off my chest, so I can breathe again
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| I’m aware that it happens, it’s my obsession
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| I know I’m far from perfect, old habits die hard
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| I’m desperate to prove myself to everyone
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| I’m human after all
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| I’ll paint a perfect picutre of myself today
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| It’s my time to reflect
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| It’s my time to see
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| To reflect on myself, the colour surrounds me
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| I watch in despair
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| It’s time to look at myself
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| Assess the situation, hightlight my weakness
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| Sometimes I need to let go
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| Take a step further back now
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| I can’t let this fall apart
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| This means too much to me now
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| It’s my obsession
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| I know I’m far from perfect, old habits die hard
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| I’m desperate to prove myself to everyone
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| I’m human after all |