The Act of Getting Over (Yourself)

I have my doubts
I have my doubts all written out
See them tattooed on my face
Well it's not easy
Getting up again
When I'm my own worst enemy
And all this time
I still can't find
The world outside my living room

Like a whisper in my ear
Painting pictures from a storybook of all the things I fear
So run away
I need some space
From my brain
Sometimes I think but never think at all

All the time I feel
Like the writing's on the wall
And I often think about
If my mind started it all
Do you see?
This isn't me
But what is "me" anymore?

Well who are you to say?
What to think and how to live my life
I'll do it my own way
So hit the brakes
I need to face
My mistakes
Try to run but only ever crawl

All the time I feel
Like the writing's on the wall
And I often think about
How my mind started it all
Do you see?
This isn't me
But what is "me" anymore?

If I stop thinking on forever
Would I live another day?
Everyone has opinions
Who gives a fuck what people say?
Second guessing everything
Nothing comes so naturally
Somehow I need to move on
Move on

All the time I feel
Like the world's dragging me down
And I often think about
My head spinning around
Now I see
This is me
What is "me" anymore?
Anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Garofano
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