Standby
Run as fast as you can, but you never escape
Stick yourself together with only duct tape.
Hope it holds long enough
so nobody calls your bluff
Break down all alone, don’t answer the phone
Don’t care who's calling you now
You’ll make it through somehow
Spiral out of control, entering the black hole
Take away all of your feeling
These thoughts are so unappealing
You won’t miss them anyway
You never make any headway, talk in your own head space
But it’s the person in the mirror that you just can’t face
You’re tired of this run around, but you can’t stop letting yourself down
The real problem here is your ultimate fear
You can’t run away from who you are
Gotta face your own scars
But you’ll be damned if you don’t try
To put these feelings on standby
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