I feel like something's got a hold on me.
I'm losing my breath and losing sleep.
There's scaring on my knuckles and my knees.
Am I losing my mind, losing my mind?
My skeptic side is boasting.
This time I don't even know me.
My body can't stop shaking.
I'm exactly who I said that I would never be.
And I know, and I know.
But I can't explain it.
I'm losing sight of who I once was.
And I'm losing pride in who I've become.
It's something you get caught up in.
It's something you lose yourself in.
And I know, and I know.
But I can't explain it.
I'm losing sight of who I once was.
And I'm losing pride in who I've become.
