OPEN ARMS - Let's Just Leave It

There is no such thing as perfect
I try and sit and think of positives
Like I'm alive I guess
You used to tell me it's all worth it
Now I find it hard to fight it
Gotta kick the habit

Now I'm wasting time
And nobody knows
The lengths that I'll go
That I'll never show
And it's all my fault
Got nothing to give
The state that I'm in
No I'll never win

When I'm on my own I look right at you
(You are not alone, you are not alone)
Tears that will fall at the thought of what I put you through
(Never on your own)
Change my perspective on how I see
(It's not easy, belive me, believe me)
Feeling a pain in my chest when I talk to me

Finally I woke up
And finally my feet have touched the ground
Finally I woke up
Try not to panic
Gotta just kick the habit

Try not to panic
Got to just kick the habit
Try not to panic
Got to just kick the habit

Cannot stand my own reflection
Every time I see my face it makes me sick
I put it all on myself
No one likes a crying clown
And I know I'm always down
But I can't help it
Gotta kick the habit

No break from myself
Cos all of my flaws
Are closing the doors
And punching the walls
And it's all my fault
Got nothing to give
The state that I'm in
No I'll never win

When I'm on my own I look right at you
(You are not alone, you are not alone)
Tears that will fall at the thought of what I put you through
(Never on your own)
Change my perspective on how I see
(It's not easy, belive me, believe me)
Feeling a pain in my chest when I talk to me

Finally I woke up
And finally my feet have touched the ground
Finally I woke up
Try not to panic
Gotta just kick the habit

Try not to panic
Got to just kick the habit
Try not to panic
Got to just kick the habit

When I'm on my own I look right at you
(You are not alone, you are not alone)
Tears that will fall at the thought of what I put you through
(Never on your own)
Change my perspective on how I see
(It's not easy, belive me, believe me)
Feeling a pain in my chest when I talk to me

There is no such thing as perfect
I try and sit and think of positives
Like I'm alive I guess
You used to tell me it's all worth it
Now I find it hard to fight it
Gotta kick the habit

Finally I woke up
And finally my feet have touched the ground
Finally I woke up
Try not to panic
Gotta just kick the habit

Finally I woke up
And finally my feet have touched the ground
Finally I woke up
Try not to panic
Gotta just kick the habit

Try not to panic
Got to just kick the habit
Try not to panic
Got to just kick the habit
Try not to panic
Got to just kick the habit
Try not to panic
Got to just kick the habit

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