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Breaking The Habit

Memories consume...Like opening the wound
I’m picking me apart again
You all assume
I’m safe here in my room
(unless I try to start again)

I don’t want to be the one, The battles always choose
‘Cause inside I realize That I’m the one confused

Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again

I hurt much more Than anytime before
I had no options left again

I’ll paint it on the walls, ‘Cause I’m the one at fault
I’ll never fight again And this is how it ends

I don’t know what’s worth fighting for Or why I have to scream
I don’t know why I instigate..And say what I don’t mean
I don’t know how I got this way..I know it’s not alright
So I’m Breaking the habit Tonight


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