Pick your battles
Obsessional ticks, bouncing off the bricks
It is what it is
Everything slips, sure you're gonna get it till you miss
Reduced to repetitive myths
Pound for pound with a devil who kicks
Can't stop swinging but it never connects
I throw my whole body into nothing but mist
Face like a plate of raw meat
Screaming I can't be beat
Half dead, ready to drop
Truth is I just wanted it all to stop
No matter
How many times I shatter
How many times I break
It's not the end till the end comes
And when it comes it will be too late
So
Move
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
Move, move
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
Move
Jumping at shadows
Sketchy smiling like nothing upsets me
It's upsetting, I drown it in silence
Fence myself in until nobody answers
Clutching the carpet and praying
The tears like a storm breaking over a desolate plain
I was waiting for the moment when everything changed
But it never came
Eager to please
Help, help
Going under, telling myself
I won't settle for anything less than the best, I can wrestle out of this tenuous vessel
I've seen the monster
Came out from under the bridge
Even that didn't stop me
Long as I live, I will flounder
Buckle and doubt
But I'll go round for round till the rounds run out
When it's all too late and the rain in the graveyard
Plant my tree looking out over London
So many things that never came good
But I did what I could
Move
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
Move
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
I'll fight you till I win
Move
More pressure, more release
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