| Bitter days come to play
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| Here to throw your spite and bitter ways in your face
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| Snuffing out the thought of better days
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| In some way this will all come back to haunt you
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| It will always find you
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| It always knows where I run
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| So i’ll seek it out instead
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| To lay waste to myself
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| Neck deep in what I’ve bled
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| It seems like ages since it was okay to believe it
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| Now the tides are changing colors
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| Just leave it
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| Alone
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| It’s not worth coming back to this fragile home
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| Can’t tell if I’m breathing
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| I always end up in the place that made me feel so low
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| Letting go
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| Of all the things that felt so overwhelming
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| I’ve made up my mind this time
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| I got this song in my head
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| And i’ll keep singing bout better days
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| In hopes to break away
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| From the mess I’ve made
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| I’ve been feeling
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| Separated from myself
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| No matter where I turn temptation will follow
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| So I separate myself
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| From second guessing
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| All of my being
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| How can something seem so simple
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| But when I try to fight it feels so far away
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| Keep telling myself that it’ll be okay
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| But in the back of my head I’ll find myself here again
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| Tired of looking back
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| Judging mistakes I’ve made that I know won’t fade away
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| My thoughts are like torture
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| I got no where to hide
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| From this new pain that I’ve found
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| That’s left me broken inside
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| Over stepping my bounds
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| Searching for room to breathe
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| Bound to be hopeless with no opportunity to leave
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| Letting go
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| Of all the things that felt so overwhelming
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| I’ve made up my mind this time
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| I got this song in my head
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| And i’ll keep singing bout better days
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| In hopes to break away
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| From the mess I’ve made
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| Beaten apart by stones
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| I’ve thrown myself
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| Broken now
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| I’ve burnt my own bridges
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| I’ll reap what I sow
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| Am I crazy
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| Or just fucking scared
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| Overwhelming myself by reliving my sins |