I've pushed back, I've been pulled away
Don’t have what it takes for me to face another day
This constant battle never helps
I see my reflection I don’t recognize myself
I know somehow I’ll turn it all around
This is a call to arms, sound the alarm to all the times I've swung and missed
This is a call to arms, sound the alarm
I can't keep breaking, breaking myself down like this
I’m creeping closer to the edge
I’ve keep losing sleep over the careless things I said
I’m worn out, I’ve been wearing thin
Wonder if the truth lives in the moments I’ve forgotten
I know somehow I’ll turn it all around
This is a call to arms, sound the alarm to all the times I've swung and missed
This is a call to arms, sound the alarm
I can't keep breaking, breaking myself down like this
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