My Own Dialogue
de The Early November
Telling myself don't drown in this
C'mon find a way to get through it
I am my biggest debt
Caught in what wasn't said
Buying my way out of red
You've got a hand out as you run
I figured out I'm on my own
Fourteen months of being my own dialogue
Questioning myself
Did you get it lost
I'm on my own
Treating this like you're the only one alone
Lying to yourself
Did you get it wrong
Heard every word inside my head
Try to find a way to make it fit
Carry out all this debt
Lost in what wasn't said
You found a way in my head
You've got a hand out as you run
I figured out I'm on my own
Fourteen months of being my own dialogue
Questioning myself
Did you get it lost
I'm on my own
Treating this like you're the only one alone
Lying to yourself
Did you get it wrong
I hope you're happy now
Life hasn't worn you out
And everything is just like you wish
So I hope you're happy now
Sleeping at night so sound
'Cause I'm still laying up with it
So I hope you're happy now
I figured out I'm on my own
Fourteen months of being my own dialogue
Questioning myself
Did you get it lost
I'm on my own
Treating this like you're the only one alone
Lying to yourself
Did you get it wrong
I hope you're happy now
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