I'm just a man myself
Mortal is the wound that I infect myself
Excuses in my head to protect myself
It's easier to cope than correct myself
Preach it preacher, I mean that's what they say
The tongue is easier to say, but living is the proof of pay
Growing weary of this everyday but drowning's not an option
Even when the voices in my head steady mocking
On the doors of heaven, steady knocking
Wishing for the day, that I'm living often
I'm running out of gas, but I'm running out of options
Running out of gas, and I'm running out of
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Leaning on myself, who else can I be trusting on?
The curtains come down, I know the show must go on
Feel like an Oscar nominee, when they look and asking me
How you doing? "Doing great", actually exhausted
And tired of the heavy load
Lonely on this open road
Tryna make it takes a toll
I just need someone to take a hold
Shake me up and break me up and tell me just to slow
But I'm back again, I can't commit to showing weakness
I know that if I fall, then the sharks will smell the blood
And I'm smarter than to spill out, I've been raised up in the mud
I've been learning how to hide my trace, I'm better than I should
So I'm running again, I pick up and then
A blow on the chin, another story of my sin
Dotted ink with the blood, I'm spilling out slowly
Can I keep this up? Can I keep up the phony?
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I'm exhausted
To tell the truth is I'm exhausted
But if stop running, will I quickly fall apart?
That's why I keep running hard
That's why I keep running hard
Cause if I stop I'll fall apart
Cause If I stop I'll fall apart
Itching for the love
Yeah, I'm fiending for that admiration
Couldn't get enough as a child, so I'm compensating
If I stop now, striving, chasing, I'm too complacent
Resting is too much, so I'm back to grinding, back to baking
I can't go back to being nobody
I can't go back to being nobody
I can't go back to the days that I was passed up by everybody
So I'm running again, I pick up and then
A blow on the chin, another story of my sin
Dotted ink with the blood, I'm spilling out slowly
Can I keep this up? Can I keep up the phony?