I've scraped the glass for crumbs
And asked the mirror for some truth.
I've loaded my body with chemicals,
It was no use.
Cause retribution's coming
For the years of this abuse.
And I can't get away
And still I can't get close enough to you.
You won't go away, but every hit is just a taste.
Something scares me in this place,
I self-destruct for days.
It's a constant reminder
Of what I can and cannot have,
The smell, the taste it's all just fake,
The truth is what I lack.
So I will keep on running
And keep my head above the ground,
And I will look for you in places
You cannot be found.
You won't go away, but every hit is just a taste.
Something scares me in this place,
I self-destruct for days.
You won't go away, but every hit is just a taste
Of all the things I need to face, but it's all so fake.
"It's okay," a voice says,
"We all look elsewhere,"
It's true that I look elsewhere for you.
You won't go away, but every hit is a taste,
You won't" go away, still I've been gone for days.
compositores: Matthew McDonald
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