My brain is a house divided Rooms with too many doors I can't tell you why It's a home without a light
I spent most of my years Trying to burn the roof A starving arsonist Oh, I was Waiting for the wind I've seen people do crazy things I've seen it in myself But I'm not going back there Planning my darkest hours Locking all the windows In a house full of mirrors It's me against me Locking all the windows In a house full of mirrors It's me against me It's me fighting me
It's me fighting me
I saw God on the sidewalk once Walking towards me I thought that I was dreaming Put my hoodie on over my head Tucked my neck Crossed the street Pretending I didn't see 'em I keep fear close And I keep love just out of arm's reach Probably for a reason 'Cause if I touch it, and learn it, and study it I'll know how shallow it really is In the deep end Why do I still wanna swim? Why can't I surrender to the voices within? Why can't losing it all and the wounds from the fall Be enough to never do it again? I forget how bad it is This fleeting happiness
Self sabotage, not a means of balancing Another Hail Mary to write my way out of Hell But I don't think that I'm ready to fully forgive myself The truth they admire, but you are a liar Psychiatrist wanting to put my psychopathic self on mood stabilizers Ruled by desire The prayer doesn't work if the pew is on fire, like
I've seen people do crazy things I've seen it in myself But I'm not going back there Planning my darkest hours Locking all the windows in a house full of mirrors It's me against me Locking all the windows in a house full of mirrors It's me against me
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