Pressure. Laid bare. A regret that I can't shake Chance after chance. Another clean slate A life on empty. A fucking sweet relief Try to play the part, but I play the fool Running off the rails, what more can I do I know I've been a liar before, but I always forget what I'm lying for For a lifetime my thoughts will dwell Trapped inside my wicked own living hell It's like falling asleep knowing that you're behind the wheel It's the deepest cuts that time wont heal