Tightrope, balance all the tension, wherever I go Is it my condition? Or is it the high road that's always there to take? My self-inflicted pain 'Cause every day's a crisis when you're down All my vices screamin' too loud Run until I'm underneath the ground But I'll figure it out If I flood the house with my blood I'ma have to clean it up Will it be enough? I can't make it make sense It's all out of my hands I'm doin' what I can With the mess that I am ♪ Is every day the same? Or do I need to readjust my brain? 'Cause I wanna stare right at the sun Sink my teeth into my tongue Just to feel something for once 'Cause every day's a crisis when you're down All my vices screamin' too loud Run until I'm underneath the ground But I'll figure it out If I flood the house with my blood I'ma have to clean it up Will it be enough? I can't make it make sense It's all out of my hands I'm doin' what I can With the mess that I am ♪ Take what you need, if you leave me No, I don't wanna stop you 'Cause you already see The mess that I am If you take the air from my lungs Like I'm screaming at the sun Will it be enough? I can't make it make sense It's all out of my hands I'm doin' what I can With the mess that I am With the mess that I am With the mess that I am With the mess that I am With the mess that I am