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Riding with the head full of buckets of red
And what I said still stuck in my head
But misled thinking the things I'd do
Would make you never wanna come back
When I run from that
To a place I can't find you at
Being trapped in this with you
Something that I never wanted to do
But through it all you got to see
That where I want to be
Is over the pen again letting it out of me
In the center of the day in a dream
Seeing all my thoughts getting lost in between
Realizing one
Not the way it seems
And the killing of the killer with a head full of screams

I want to live in another place
Where no one can say that I live for them
(Jealosy is not meant to be for me)
I want to be in the energy
Not with the enemy
A place for my head

And then something starts
We're gonna be crushed when it all falls apart
Knowing no matter how low
Hoping that you won't know the strain it puts to me
Seeing what you've done
And consequently
I've run away, just hidden again
Within the boundaries of an anguish
Don't want me to say this
But you're dragging me down
Lost in the chaos, being tossed around

Singing again to myself
A head full of hectic
Hope that someday you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place
The wrong time
Added to the panic of my confine

I want to live in another place
Where no one can say that I live for them
(Jealosy is not meant to be for me)
I want to be in the energy
Not with the enemy
A place for my head

You try to take the best of me
Stay away
You try to take the best of me
Stay away
You try to take the best of me
Stay away
You try to take the best of me
Stay away
You try to take the best of me
Stay away
You try to take the best of me
Stay away
You try to take the best of me
Stay away
You try to take the best of me
Stay away

I want to live in another place
Where no one can say that I live for them
(Jealosy is not meant to be for me)
I want to be in the energy
Not with the enemy
A place for my head

Stay...A...Way...

Singing again to myself
A head full of hectic
Hope that someday you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place
The wrong time
Added to the panic of my confine

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