LYRIC

It rips me up – spits me out – I'm messed up – in this rut –
Caught up in this system – put down as another victim –
My fingernails are fading away – and my hair is looking lazy –
But that's okay, yeah, but I think I may go crazy –

Chours:
This time I have don't feel my own –
This life I live feels like a joke. –
But still I try to take control –
Still on my own, all alone –

Here I go again – go – I lie awake –
In my car – at the park – I -I run away –
It's half past three and I can't sleep –
Looking up at the stars – looking up in the dark –

This time I have don't feel my own –
This life I live feels like a joke –
But still I try to take control –
Still on my own, all alone

My stereo turns on trying to ignore you
But i still hear your voice
Everything will be okay,you say
Everythings going to change,you say

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