1000times

I'm counting silverspoons that I don't have
and using credit that ain't mine
my life's a series of accidents
an illusion of control inside

but I feel it coming back again,
grab my ankles from under the bed
what the hell?

Take me away
I'm my greatest enemy
if I was in my place, I'd say it to my face, again

and all this time that I've been talking to you
someone's out doing what I should
we've had this talk a thousand times before
and so far none of it is new

so I feel it coming back again
grab my ankles from under the bed
what the hell?

Take me away
I'm my greatest enemy
if I was in my place, I'd say it to my face, today

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