Manic

The feeling's not new
It's been done before
He's my reflection
Stained dress
Red eyes
Night sky
I'm high
Sad guys
I don't really feel like crying

I can see the red light coming
Smoking at the back door
Cigarettes on the floor

I can see the red light coming
Cigarettes on the floor
Smoking at the back door

(Ooh)
Sick of feeling a mess
When I was a kid
Couldn't get out of there

Yeah, I saw them talking in your head
Conversations, something said
Your violent
Its tragic
I'm manic

You were caught up talking in your bed
I hear it now
And no one cares
Is it too late to see the sun?

I can see the red light coming
Smoking at the back door
Cigarettes on the floor

I can see the red light coming
Cigarettes on the floor
Smoking at the back door

(Ooh)
Sick of feeling a mess
When I was a kid
Couldn't get out of there

(Ooh, Hmm)
Feel it
Feel it
Can you feel it?
Can you feel it?

(Ooh)
Sick of feeling a mess
When I was a kid
Couldn't get out of there

(Ooh, ooh, ooh)
When I was a kid
Couldn't get out of there

No, ahh!

And I'm all burned out
Whatcha doing to me?
Crying,
For me?
(Hmm)



Credits
Writer(s): Tommie James, Kiera Bickerstaff
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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