Possum In Boots - the needle, the knife.

In the depths of my struggle,
Where the shadows reside,
I'm fighting the empty,
There's nothing inside,

Obsession's cold hands,
They wont let me go,
Adrift in this darkness,
I'm sinking so low.

The needle, the knife,
The time of my life,
The needle, the knife
In the middle of the night,

I can't outrun the itch,
Cause it lives under my skin,
In the scars on my arms,
In the weight of my sins.

Through the haze, in the dark,
I'm looking for light
But the memories that hound me
Have me in sight

Stuck in this cycle,
I created myself,
This addiction, my obsession,
Became its own hell.

So now with vision blurred
And shaking hands
I'm asking you
If you can understand

I am more than my struggles,
More than my pain
I'll overcome this
I'l find you again

Written by:
Rebecca Appleby

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