| I keep fighting I keep hiding all the pressure
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| Hide behind a mask to coincide with all the extras
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| Cut my ties, lie me on the stretcher
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| Finding my own time always fighting for an extra bit
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| I’m heaven sent
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| Goes up my nose now I’m hella bent
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| I show my ass cause my pants don’t fit
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| I lost my shit never making sense
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| Why try?
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| When my heart is where my head is, blindsides
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| The emotions and the feelings, I find
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| Never had a different angle, I tried
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| To break the cycle and shake the surface
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| I told my parents why they never earned it
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| You need a little bit of psycho to be perfect
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| I spend my earnings, you never earned it
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| And I think that I
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| (And I think that I)
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| Have got one too many things inside my mind (things inside my mind)
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| I’m alone but you’re here like all the time
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| All the memories we shared never die
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| This room is a chamber of sin
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| Swallowing terror, my nightmares will win
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| I’m falling asleep with a bottle of gin
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| My heartbeat is steady, but my skin is thin
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| Why try?
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| When my heart is where my head is, blindsides
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| The emotions and the feelings, I find
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| Never had a different angle, I tried
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| To break the cycle and shake the surface
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| I told my parents why they never earned it
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| You need a little bit of psycho to be perfect
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| I spend my earnings, you never earned it
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| Why try?
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| When my heart is where my head is, blindsides
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| The emotions and the feelings, I find
|
| Never had a different angle, I tried
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| To break the cycle and shake the surface
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| I told my parents why they never earned it
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| You need a little bit of psycho to be perfect
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| I spend my earnings, you never earned it
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| The only way you can make me crazy
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| Is by doing something crazy yourself |