You're turning away, making a complete turn around
You ain't going down that road
Bearings are lost
Along with the communication I had left
Look at me now
Bloodshot eyes
You're losing sleep
Losing any sense
For what?
Hell
Chaos
Is behind you
'I can tell by the way that you're shaking,
You've seen this before, and you can't wait til it's over.
While you're scared to death
I can offer you wisdom'
I wouldn't look back
Not over your shoulder
You don't need such a reminder
Of where you've been
Where you were headed
Is where you didn't intend
But intentions won't mend
the repercussion
You're hurt
You can't trust
Just give yourself
give yourself some truth
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