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Lower Than Atlantis

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I close my eyes and think of nice things
Like summer in the park when i was riding my bike.
Life was so much easier when i was 8,
Now i’m bitter, i’m twisted, i’m full of hate.
I really don’t like the person i’ve become,
What happened to the little boy who loved his mum?
I never talk to anyone about the way i feel,
I lie, i cheat, i fight and i steal.

So you think you’re hard?
You think you’re clever but you’re obviously not.

I’ve known you for years so why pretend?
I’m your old best friend.

Every day’s a struggle just to get out of bed,
And i fight constantly with a voice in my head.
When i look in the mirror i see a face full of scars,
From being ‘mr. hard’, ‘mr. fights in bars’.
I’ll probably regret writing lyrics for this song,
But i’ve felt the way i feel for far too long.
All the haters will laugh at the way that i felt,
When i wrote this song, this cry for help.

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