History Repeating?

I'm waking up, can feel the weight

of my very best intentions

I'm rolling 'round in my warm bed

and ignore the voice in my head

telling me to go, to get up, and get the blood to start pumping

but I'm only just getting up

to be lighting up instead

The ashes of my dreams keep flying in my face

that ain't history repeating, I'm doing this myself.

the ashes of my dreams keep flying in my face

that ain't history repeating, I'm doing this myself.

Now I am standing here to find

that I don't know what to do with myself, uh,

a thousand plans I've made over

the years and years and years

The same old fear is creeping up,

I can feel it breathing down my neck

I could turn around and face it but I'm

lighting up instead

Ashes of my dreams keep flying in my face

that ain't history repeating I'm doing this myself, yeah,

ashes of my dreams keep flying in my face

that ain't history repeating I'm doing this myself

Is history repeating?

Is history repeating?

Or am I doing this myself?