Got my hands in my pockets
'Cause I can't stand the sight of them
All they do is remind me
Of the things I've done and the places I've been
There's nothing left on the inside
And I feel like my soul has died
No one understands it
I'm the only one to carry that burden
'Cause I've been fighting this for so long
Is this where I'm supposed to be
I guess that I was wrong
'Cause now it's so hard to see
Is this the place that I can call home
My mind is at war
Is this the place where I belong
Or am I not welcome anymore
But you don't have to turn your back on me
It's not worth it, it's not worth it
Please don't make me leave
Is there any other way
Or do you just enjoy
Watching me bleed
Watching me bleed
How many backstabs will it take before I learn
I was standing by the fire
But I never thought that I'd get burned
There is no exception
You can forget about perfection
And that should be a lesson
This is a part of all our flesh n' blood
I've been fighting this for so long
Is this where I'm supposed to be
I guess that I was wrong
Because now I can't even breathe
So if you're ever thinking about me
Remember the pressures around me
And recall all the battles I got caught in
And how no one even tried to help
I've been fighting this for so long
But now I've learned the truth
I just don't belong here
And you've given me the proof I needed
The proof I needed
The proof I needed
Artist: Slick Shoes
Artist: Margaret Whiting
Artist: The Blackbyrds