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Bend
It’s second nature to pretend
I’ve been waiting since God knows when
For a miracle; a sign of absolute wonder
Yet I’m being held back to stop and ponder.
I’m wide awake; the dawn’s just breaking
All these intrusive thoughts are a dead-end
I numb this pain; it’s my soul that’s gaining
You can put me through hell, but my will won’t bend.
I’m an elastic band at this point
I’ve been stretched far beyond my capability
These once forgotten thoughts; they’re now impossible to avoid
As I’m lectured on the importance of responsibility.
I’m done with this shit, yet I’m spared no mercy
How can I achieve any reprieve?
When you’re breathing down my neck; oh, the worry!
Don’t you dare gaslight me when I try to leave.
I’m wide awake; the dawn’s just breaking
All these intrusive thoughts are a dead-end
I numb this pain; it’s my soul that’s blazing
You can beat me half to death, but my will won’t bend.
It’s second nature to pretend
I’ve been waiting since God knows when
For a miracle; a divine intervention
I eagerly await for a taste of heaven.
I’ve been waiting since God knows when
For a miracle; a sign of absolute wonder
Yet I’m being held back to stop and ponder.
I’m wide awake; the dawn’s just breaking
All these intrusive thoughts are a dead-end
I numb this pain; it’s my soul that’s gaining
You can put me through hell, but my will won’t bend.
I’m an elastic band at this point
I’ve been stretched far beyond my capability
These once forgotten thoughts; they’re now impossible to avoid
As I’m lectured on the importance of responsibility.
I’m done with this shit, yet I’m spared no mercy
How can I achieve any reprieve?
When you’re breathing down my neck; oh, the worry!
Don’t you dare gaslight me when I try to leave.
I’m wide awake; the dawn’s just breaking
All these intrusive thoughts are a dead-end
I numb this pain; it’s my soul that’s blazing
You can beat me half to death, but my will won’t bend.
It’s second nature to pretend
I’ve been waiting since God knows when
For a miracle; a divine intervention
I eagerly await for a taste of heaven.
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