My past's a story I tell myself
But it changes every time it's read
Retraced the lines to find that I'm not alone in my head
Over my shoulder I feel it breathing
God, I wish someone was left
My past's a story I tell myself
But it changes every time it's read
Every crack on the floor
Is conquered
The mistakes you deplore
Are haunted
What you're going toward
Can't alter
What you can't ignore
I'm straining
Ripped vocal cords
I'm stressing
Till every synapse is torn
My conscience
Is where this anger is born
And I'm rotten
To the fucking core
It's written on your face
Complacent shades of gray
Retraced the lines to find that I'm not alone in my head
Over my shoulder I feel it breathing
God, I wish someone was left
My past's a story I tell myself
But it changes every time it's read
It's written on your face
Complacent shades of gray
Self-satisfaction will crush you with its weight
Better put your ego in chains
I swear you'll never learn your place
This is the albatross
Around my neck

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