I get up for another breakdown
And you treat me like I'm the same
Maybe it's from all the damage that I've done
Or my blood coming down like rain
I got a lil problem sister,
Hear the sirens in my brain,
Hear the bell it's round two,
I'm coming back again
I put my 10,000 hours in working overtime
Throughout the night,
A knife in my back no time to react,
Another crutch and the endless fight,
So who are you to tell me a god damn thing,
A rat I think I smell,
Don't expect you to understand
Unless you walk in my shoes through Hell.