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Is this what you wanted
Hold this to my heart, take this to my grave
I’m like a prison in my own home
Dying to get out of this head

What I can’t keep playing in time
You can’t decipher
Im running this through my mind
Its tearing me, dragging me down

I can’t keep up this fight I’m proud
Willing to admit that I might be found
Failing, self sabotaging, burning my eyes
Its agonising dying inside

Will you count your blessings on one hand
‘Cause I’ll always find a way to bite the hand that feeds me,
I’m great at it, cutting my teeth out
How many chances do you get
Are we all as one
Finding hope made life a nightmare
You’ll give what you get

I’m proud
I can’t keep up this fight
I bet you’re losing sleep

Is this what you wanted
I’m like a prison in my own home
Dying to get out of this head

Take what you need from me
And burn the bridge so I can’t see
How many times can you get in my head
Lets put this to sleep
So I can rest easy

Will you count your blessings on one hand
‘Cause I’ll always find a way to bite the hand that feeds me,
I’m great at it, cutting my teeth out
How many chances do you get
Are we all as one
Finding hope made life a nightmare
You’ll give what you get

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