| I want everything to be perfect
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| Pick you apart at the seams
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| Drown you out if I don’t wanna hear you
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| Crush every single one of your dreams
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| I’m going under the water; |
| it’s pulling me down
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| I can’t help myself
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| I’m my own worst enemy, enemy, enemy
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| It’ll be the end of me, end of me, end of me
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| I wanted to go the distance
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| I met everything with resistance
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| I pulled the pin out on the grenade
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| Burned down everything I had made
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| As I struggle in here I see angels near
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| Can’t help myself
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| I’m my own worst enemy, enemy, enemy
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| It’ll be the end of me, end of me, end of me
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| And the coast is clear on me, clear on me, clear on me
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| I’m my own worst enemy, enemy
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| I’m an open field
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| I put on my armour
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| Strap on my boots
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| Look around to see which weapons I’ll choose
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| I’m going for medals, decoration
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| I’m pulling out from my lonely station
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| So I’ll call you if I need help
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| I’ll call you if I need help
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| I’ll call you if I need help
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| I’m my own worst enemy, enemy, enemy
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| It’ll be the end of me, end of me, end of me
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| And the coast is clear on me, clear on me, clear on me
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| I’m my own worst enemy
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| Enemy in an open field
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| Just leave me alone here
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| Just leave me alone here
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| Alone here
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| Just leave me alone |