Oh, God what have I become
Oh, God what have I become
You’ve got me running out of back doors
I’m shutting down and I’m left wondering
Is it me or them?
Cause I am dwelling
Oh I am, Oh I am
Because I’m empty
And I’m not reaching out
To grab ahold
Of what can fill me up
Nothing left for me to lose
Move me to something new
Cut it off, cut it off, cut it, cut it off
Cut off the bad limbs
Cut it off
Cut off the bad limbs
Familiarity is always new to me
I’m mixing up what I want
With what you know
Cause I am dwelling
Oh I am, Oh I am
Because I’m empty
And I’m not reaching out
To grab a hold
Of what can fill me up
Nothing left for me to lose
Move me to something new
It makes no sense (I need a map)
This blindfold on (And a gun to my back)
(To get me up and off my feet)
It makes no sense (I need a compass)
This blindfold on (And a knife to my neck)
(But with these chains on my back)
Yeah I am strong
But it gets hard
Yeah I am smart
But I won’t move
Move me to something new

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