PT52

Verse 3:
I don't like pain, but I bring it to life
I don't like scars, but I'm good with the knife
I don't like tears when I'm starting to cry
And then I realize I'm destroying my life
I do this to myself
I do this to myself
Stop blaming someone else
We do this to ourselves
How do you think I’ve lost so much?
I’m so afraid that I’m out of touch
How do you expect I will know what to do?
When all I know is what you tell me to
Father (father)
Father (father)
Father (father)
Father (father)
Father, into your hands I commend my spirit
Father, into your hands
Why have you forsaken me?
In your eyes forsaken me
In your thoughts forsaken me
In your heart forsaken me, oh

Pre-chorus 3:
Seeing Red again
Seeing red again
Darkness
Imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine
Has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in heloh

So lay dow-----------own

The threat is real

When their klaxons

Blare red aga-yay-a-yay-ain

Because I can’t hold on when I’m stretched so thin

I make the right moves, but I’m lost within

I put on my daily façade, but then

I just end up getting hurt again



By myself (myself) I ask why

(But in my mind, I find) I can’t rely on myself

(Myself) I ask why

(But in my mind, I find) I can’t rely on myself



Chorus 1:

I don’t think you trust

In my request to end this pain

I cry when angels deserve to die

I can’t hold on

(To what I want when I’m stretched so thin)

It’s all too much to take in

I can’t hold on

(To anything, watching everything spin)

With thoughts of failure sinking in

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