"The buttons on my shirt
Get so tight and it might hurt for a while
The terrors in my head
Any second out of bed, try tomorrow
Try again tomorrow
It seems like nothing's left of me
I'm not who I used to be, in denial
In denial
It feels like I have lost control of
Everything worth fighting for, it's a cycle
Vicious cycle
The buttons on my shirt
Get so tight and it might hurt for a while
The terrors in my head any second out of bed
It's a cycle
Vicious cycle
Vicious cycle"
