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Eyce

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Every day's the same. I wake up and then the pain begins
Living the life of shame where my brain always wins
How did one obtain such a place? All of my sins
Seem to be stacking, never falling, but I keep pushing them
And me to my limits. I'm committing suicide in my social life
I mean did, happened years ago, a sword and knife
To my throat. High fever for my soul, so lightly holding on to hope
As to not shatter every gift I own to cope
My God speaks to me in riddles. My spirits aching for some coke
I need to wake up. Counted so many sheep, I'm becoming one
Just to fit in. I'm sick of fitting in with all of you
It makes me sicker than my writtens
I know what I want to do
I'm going to scream every day, wait, that's already true
I'm going to build up my strength, wait, I am past improved
I'm going to fight for what I want, wait, it's on the way
I'm going to die for my beliefs, wait, I am dead today
On the inside, I am right all the time
You rip me out to make you feel like you're aligned
But you're not with me. I'm disgusted you're fine
With treating me this way like I'm dirt and grime
I have cleaned my heart repeatably, still your hate is on beat
I've given everything I love, you broke my kitchen sink
Well, we're done so please, let's just move on. I think
That this song is the last one that I will ever link
To you my dear. Let me make this transparent
If I ever see you again, be assured that my parents
Will see me the rest of my days from the outside of a cell
While I'm married to the game that you have lost, oh well
This was the cost, you paid full price
For trying to take my pie and not just a slice

So, it's time for change. Everything
I can see it. I can feel it. I am doing it. Being it
Leading it. Keeping it. Leaving it. Dreaming it
Wishing for it, weeping for it, working for it, waiting for it
Missing it, making it, moving it, maybe it
Actually is going to get better. Has our love has finally brought us together?
Or is this another trick you've sent to get our hopes up a bit?
Whether or not you did doesn't change the fact I will become the best of fits
I am a contortionist

Are you my wife or my mother?
My friend or my brother?
My pet or myself?
My father or the man behind this hell?
Tell me who you are
When we are so far from feeling fine
Who will show us the light when it's guarded by a knight who isn't right
Lines have been crossed, but some have yet to be drawn
Weapons out on our lawns for all to see
Pawns playing castle, claiming, "Mine!"
We are moved with yawns by the ones
Whose hands hold us high to be slammed in new spots
The design of dropping jammed gears and knots in the clear
Are the reason I'm collecting all this fear
Taking it back to the mirror and looking at it from all sides
I can't decide what to do with my time. If everything's a crime
I might as well die right?
Incorrect, I will recollect every single speck of selfishness
That I gave away for someone who led me astray
And put me in the ash tray. I'm not your cigarette
I envision that your vision left you blind of who I really am
I am the man who really cared, and that is infinite
I suggest you get back to where you met me and remember DT
Remember DET

I found out my dreams will change with me
So, if I become the best, what will they say?
Will I leave them behind one day?
I pray I do to live in reality
Could you keep up?
I fear my fears leaving my touch
I feel them escaping
My clutch is braking
I can't switch the gears
This thrust is beyond the control of a man
So, what has gone as planned?
I have no idea what's going on
One minute, I'll be gone and you can sing this song
I miss when I had someone to blame
But I'll take the shame and the pain as much
As I must to keep playing this game with you
I guess that is true
Just as you try to make me lose
I train to win as a fool
That's all I am
Now, who'll be reigning when obtaining fame is not for the gruel eating
Always feeding upon the feelings of the cruel
The fuel this gives me has a meaning
I won't believe otherwise
I'm leaving if other wise men leave me in the dust
In time my trust can find its way back to where it must have belonged
In the back of my head
Leave me for dead if you don't think I'm trying to be put to rest

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