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Because I, I keep on coming back for more
Yo
It's the cycle of abuse
Like a rifle and a noose
Sitting idle, hitting snooze
Living life of a recluse
Wishing I could finally choose
Too frightened to make moves
Wishing you could view my views
Fit your feet inside my shoes
Dodging vipers, sabertooths and the like
I have to blame myself, not the tooth for the bite
I stayed with it through all the feuds and the fights
So I shouldn't be surprised she was a slooze for a night
I learned the hard way, put myself in harm's way
Tried to parlay, but lost it all like Scarface
Thoughts building up like weapons in an arms race
Had to have them blow to notice that I went the wrong way
Radiation stricken brain, Armageddon all day
Always heartbreak, no wining like Chardonnay
Used to keep it bottled up inside me now I sashay
Showing my true colors, I got layers like a parfait
It's the whirlpool, I'm in it and my arms ache
Charybdis or Scylla, both hard ways, heart race
Stuck between a rock and a hard place
Mental changing directions like it was made of parquet
Everything inside me had me torn, a tug of war
I got scorched, that's why I'm unsure why I keep on (Coming back for more)
Centrifugal force, my centrifuge has been lost
Self-centered in thought, hearts bitten with frost
Pendulum in the clock, as it's ticking it talks
I'm spinning distraught, caught swimming with sharks
Throw the life preserver or a harpoon to my chest
Life's not worth preserving marooned till my death
It's a spider web and I'm caught in it
Authentic locked tenant
Acting like my heart's rented
Stuck and the widow sneaking on the silk
Sees me now she's crawling, cleaning off the filth
Coming for me, creeping for the kill
Standing still, immobile and I'm done for
(Because I, I keep on coming back for more)
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Because I, I keep on coming back for more
Yo
It's the cycle of abuse
Like a rifle and a noose
Sitting idle, hitting snooze
Living life of a recluse
Wishing I could finally choose
Too frightened to make moves
Wishing you could view my views
Fit your feet inside my shoes
Dodging vipers, sabertooths and the like
I have to blame myself, not the tooth for the bite
I stayed with it through all the feuds and the fights
So I shouldn't be surprised she was a slooze for a night
I learned the hard way, put myself in harm's way
Tried to parlay, but lost it all like Scarface
Thoughts building up like weapons in an arms race
Had to have them blow to notice that I went the wrong way
Radiation stricken brain, Armageddon all day
Always heartbreak, no wining like Chardonnay
Used to keep it bottled up inside me now I sashay
Showing my true colors, I got layers like a parfait
It's the whirlpool, I'm in it and my arms ache
Charybdis or Scylla, both hard ways, heart race
Stuck between a rock and a hard place
Mental changing directions like it was made of parquet
Everything inside me had me torn, a tug of war
I got scorched, that's why I'm unsure why I keep on (Coming back for more)
Centrifugal force, my centrifuge has been lost
Self-centered in thought, hearts bitten with frost
Pendulum in the clock, as it's ticking it talks
I'm spinning distraught, caught swimming with sharks
Throw the life preserver or a harpoon to my chest
Life's not worth preserving marooned till my death
It's a spider web and I'm caught in it
Authentic locked tenant
Acting like my heart's rented
Stuck and the widow sneaking on the silk
Sees me now she's crawling, cleaning off the filth
Coming for me, creeping for the kill
Standing still, immobile and I'm done for
(Because I, I keep on coming back for more)
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Writer: Patrick Walsh
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Language: English
Length: 2:10
Written by: Patrick Walsh

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