I've had so many times that I've given up Wanting to die, so I'll give it up What's the point in trying When every path I take leads me to the same dream? Maybe I'll quit fucking around And do something with this life I was given 'Cause I sure as hell ain't moving while I'm here I need to get away, get away Get away from all of this I need to get away, get away Get away from all of this But I can't move on I'm still stuck in my old ways of keeping it inside So it stays Bottled up like a fucking grenade So tell me, does this shit get any better? 'Cause I'm fucked, and I know I can't get any better I'm wasting my time looking for the signs I've wasted my life waiting for the signs Waiting for the signs Waiting for the signs Waiting for the signs Waiting for the signs ♪ You can't just follow me there I need to get away, get away Get away from all of this I need to get away, get away Get away from all of this But I can't move on I'm still stuck in my old ways of keeping it inside So it stays Bottled up like a fucking grenade ♪ I'm taking it back Taking my life back I'm taking it back (so sick of the times that I've given up) Taking my life back (wanting to die, so I'll give it up) I'm taking it back ♪ You can't keep it from me You can't keep it from me You can't keep it from me You can't keep it from me