Joy's (Explicit)

I swore I’d change, I swore I’d grow

But here I am, at the same old road

Different faces, same mistakes

Running circles I can’t break

Looking for the things to rewrite me

I hope some day that I'll be free

It’s like searching for a thing I won't find

I’lll stay the prisoner of my own damn mind

I tell myself, it’s different now

But the same shit still pulls me down

Familiar hands, familiar chains

Why would I still play this fucking game?

Looking for the things to rewrite me

I hope some day that I'll be free

It’s like searching for a thing I won't find

I’lll stay the prisoner of my own damn mind

I see the signs, I know the way

Yet I choose, to disobey

Looking for the things to rewrite me

I hope some day that I'll be free

It’s like searching for a thing I won't find

I’lll stay the prisoner of my own damn, my own damn mind

Rewrite me

I’ll be free

It’s like searching for a thing I won't find

I’lll stay the prisoner of my own damn, my own damn mind