Just stop the act
You've been climbing up my back to weigh me down
I attempt
Keeping you and all your baggage off the ground
You're not just another nail in my coffin
You're the box I'm laid to rotten alone in
But don't be surprised if I don't make it out alive
So get a grip, you're losing it
Your time is fading fast
I won't waste another second picking you up when you're falling
Back away
I'm anything but ok
What's the point of living if you're already dead?
Take the best
Of everything I've got left
I won't waste my days hating myself to death
What's left to say?
I've been heading down this road, or so I'm told
Apparently I'm out of control
Apparently I'm about to explode
I never thought that I'd be giving you up
I never thought that I'd be giving you up, I never
I never thought that you'd be holding me back
I never thought that you'd be holding me back
So get a grip, you're losing it
Your time is fading fast
I won't waste another second picking you up when you're falling
Back away
I'm anything but ok
What's the point of living if you're already dead?
Take the best
Of everything I've got left
I won't waste my days hating myself to death
There will be nothing left of you when I go
Because of you, the air I breathe is suffocating
I won't waste another second on you
Picking you up when you fall
Back away
I'm anything but ok
What's the point of living if you're already dead?
Take the best
Of everything I've got left
I won't waste my days hating myself to death
So take the best
Of everything I've got left
I won't waste my days hating myself to death
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