You crashed into my universe
I don't know if that's a blessing or a curse
And I feel your presence pressing on a nerve
I need to end this cycle of hurt
You were always the one to get there first
While I've been sleepwalking since my birth
And I've got this question, have I got the nerve?
I need to end this cycle of hurt
It seems in every place and everywhere I turned
It seems that over time your resentment burned
I'm tired of need, I'm tired of me, I'm tired of circling in your stir
I need to end this cycle of hurt
Oh, cycle of hurt
Now your eyes are fixed to the skies
Yet your feet still fixed to the dirt
And I've got this question, have I got the nerve?
I need to keep myself alert
Oh, it's trap, now haven't you heard?
Cycle of hurt
It's a trap
It's a trick
It's a trap
It's a trick
It's a trap
It's a trick
It's a trap
It's a trick
It's a trap