Triggers

I’ve got a little advice, just a small suggestion
Keep out of sight when I’ve been taken over
You’ll get a bitter surprise from my reflection
A broken mirror hides what I am keeping inside

I’ve got a messed up reason to stay out of control
I’ve got a million little triggers and they’re ready to blow
I’ve got my head doing circles and I’m losing my soul
This is my damnation, won’t get me out of here

A cut with a knife, a little revelation
The answers to the questions are getting closer
These thoughts of mine, such a wide selection
Impossible to know which one that I should follow

I’ve got a messed up reason to stay out of control
I’ve got a million little triggers and they’re ready to blow
I’ve got my head doing circles and I’m losing my soul
This is my damnation, won’t get me out of here

I've got a million little triggers and they're ready to blow

I’ve got a messed up reason to stay out of control
I’ve got a million little triggers and they’re ready to blow
I’ve got my head doing circles and I’m losing my soul
This is my damnation, won’t get me out of here

Won’t get me out of here
Won’t get me out of here

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