Keep Me Sane
Deep down in your mind, someone left behind
Pieces of a frightening disguise
You let me take a look, read you like a book
You show yours, I'll show mine
Push me down, lift me up
I'll still be yours, just not as much
Your blade is sharp, so I play your game
I need someone to keep me sane
You weren't playing fair
Behind your dead-eyed stare
Spitting out force-fed lies
Opportunities, you never get enough of these
You got me wrapped up, messed up
Caught up on the edge of your knife
Push me down, lift me up
I'll still be yours, just not as much
Your blade is sharp, so I play your game
You could have saved me all along
But you didn't believe that I'm the one
Nothing to see, not much to say
There's nothing left of me anyway
Here I stand and my hands bleed
Thought you were the one who's gonna set me free
Split my tongue, the sharpest knife
Dying alone is the sweetest goodbye
Push me down, lift me up
I'll still be yours, just not as much
Your blade is sharp, I play your game
But you could have saved me all along
But you couldn't believe that I'm the one
Nothing to see, not much to say
There's nothing left of me anyway
Pieces of a frightening disguise
You let me take a look, read you like a book
You show yours, I'll show mine
Push me down, lift me up
I'll still be yours, just not as much
Your blade is sharp, so I play your game
I need someone to keep me sane
You weren't playing fair
Behind your dead-eyed stare
Spitting out force-fed lies
Opportunities, you never get enough of these
You got me wrapped up, messed up
Caught up on the edge of your knife
Push me down, lift me up
I'll still be yours, just not as much
Your blade is sharp, so I play your game
You could have saved me all along
But you didn't believe that I'm the one
Nothing to see, not much to say
There's nothing left of me anyway
Here I stand and my hands bleed
Thought you were the one who's gonna set me free
Split my tongue, the sharpest knife
Dying alone is the sweetest goodbye
Push me down, lift me up
I'll still be yours, just not as much
Your blade is sharp, I play your game
But you could have saved me all along
But you couldn't believe that I'm the one
Nothing to see, not much to say
There's nothing left of me anyway
Credits
Writer(s): Enno Bunger, Jelto Witt, Joel Glanert
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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