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Too many bad habits and problems Pushed aside instead of solved Raised hands say I could do better yeah My bags are permanently unpacked Giving up means going back Raised hands say I could do better than this I was completely fucked Head in way over enough Rock bottom was on its way up to swallow me whole My world started to shake Always feeling like an earthquake On the wrong side of the fault line, so Reach up sweating cold About to lose control Rock bottom was on its way up to swallow me whole These photographs are old but the faded image holds A boy who tried to take back what his life stole Split apart and redefined By how we change throughout our lives Cut in half to see inside 'cause how we live is how we die How we endure will justify the history we leave behind Raised hands say I will do better than this