Hanging by a Thread - XXI

Addicted, but just to the thought of being addicted

It’s holding me back

So wrapped up, I know it’s wrong but I can’t quit it

I tried to hold my own

This life is all I know

My legs won’t make it home

The ground breaks where my feet fall

Filthy hands that I’m ashamed to raise high

But I know that I need to

Cause without you I’m

Hanging by a thread

Give me a hand it’s life or death

Try to clear my head

Feels like I’m stuck in quicksand

It’s the ugly side of me

The part that you don’t want to see

And I can’t separate myself

From this hell im living

I think I’m losing control

I think I’m scared of letting go

I know I’m living the lie

It’s time to take back my life

Filthy hands that I’m ashamed to raise high

But I know that I need to

Cause without you I’m

Hanging by a thread

Give me a hand it’s life or death

Try to clear my head

Feels like I’m stuck in quicksand

It’s all I think about

It’s all i think about

Try to escape you’re the only way out

Hanging by a thread

These chains are (a tired tread)?

My head is the first to criticize

While my heart’s stuck fighting on the front lines

My head is the first to criticize

While my heart’s stuck fighting on the front lines

Hanging by a thread

Give me a hand it’s life or death

Try to clear my head

Feels like I’m stuck in quicksand

It’s all I think about

It’s all i think about

Try to escape you’re the only way out

Hanging by a thread

These chains are (a tired tread)?