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Enemy
You're fast asleep And I've just woken up From the hole that I've dug Where nothing's quite enough And the days they bleed From wounds I thought I'd never quite see Well I used to cling To every single note Flawed melodies In everything I wrote A perfect deed Chokes the beauty of being free It's my own enemy that steals my voice When I want to sing It's my own enemy that brings me down And makes me want to give in My enemy I'll sabotage Every chance I get To have what I want And wear out my regrets And I feed the pain From the bottom of a mostly empty tank Well I've run a race Of daily marathons Where I fall apart Around mile 21 My body's tired And screaming at me wondering why It's my own enemy that chains me up When I need to free It's my own enemy that brings me down And makes me want to give in My enemy © 2007 Alex Karweit |
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