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This troubled head of mine is swelling up again |
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my bloodshot eyes are wide open. |
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I can't seem to shake this feeling; |
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I'm always staring at the ceiling. |
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So I'll just take deep breaths and get some rest. |
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I need time to clear my head. |
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There's a battle between what's wrong and what's right |
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and as this war wages on. I will lie awake at night. |
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It's my heart vs. my head this time. |
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This conflicted heart beating in my chest |
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is fighting with the demons in my head. |
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Sometimes I feel like I'd be better off dead. |
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So I'll just take deep breaths and get some rest. |
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I need time to clear my head. |
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There's a battle between what's wrong and what's right |
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and as this war wages on. I will lie awake at night. |
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It's my heart vs. my head this time. |
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I will draw the line |
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and I'm taking back what's mine |
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and leave the rest behind. |
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Let it bend me 'till I'm broken. |
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I'll self-destruct at any given moment. |
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My head against the wall |
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scream until I'm choking can't take this at all |
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waiting for my wake up call. |
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And it's eating me alive |
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tearing out all of my insides. |
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I want to close my eyes |
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just get some sleep tonight and get on with my life. |
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Clear out this head of mine. |
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This troubled head of mine is swelling up again, |
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my bloodshot eyes are wide open |
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and I can't seem to shake this feeling. |
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I'm always staring at the ceiling |
