I guess I've been down this road before. I guess that I've seen these scars before. I wanna see, just like I need to see. And I wanna breathe, just like I need to breathe.
This whole thing makes me sick. I'm so tired of dealing with it. I am so mixed up. Used and bruised up. Why'd I know this? Looking for this to change.
I don't know where this came from, This awkward limp I got from myself. I wanna be just what I need to be. I'm getting free, just like I gotta be.
This whole thing makes me sick. I'm so tired of dealing with it. I am so mixed up. Used and bruised up. Why'd I know this? Looking for this to change.
This whole thing makes me sick. I'm so tired of dealing with it. I am so mixed up.
This whole thing makes me sick. I'm so tired of dealing with it. I am so mixed up. Used and bruised up. Why'd I know this? Looking for this to change.