My hands unlocked and I'm losing control of this continuing pattern it's all so familiar to me I can't stop, this sick kind of puppetry. And I'm only a string away from breaking free
Let me go x 4
On and on like a roundabout track Oh I've paid my dues my destinations long passed Passing time in this feelingless state waiting for the ups and downs kills me and kills me again
Let me go x3
It's so easy to tell me to fight through this and to get through this, but I am losing myself in this and I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying.
I'll take all the blame for my actions, I can't do less. No one deserves to deal with this.
Well I can play pretend I guess... I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.
But I fear I'm a broken person now, and I want to be heroic but I don't know how. So I'll warn you ahead of time I might not get better.
I'm afraid, of losing almost everything. Every person who fights for me always gets tired. I can't say I blame anyone personally. In their shoes I wish I wouldn't do the same, but I would.