I love my haters and the cynics Cuz they don't know they don't own me Why am I my toughest critic I take it all so seriously And it's been two weeks Since I had any appetite Not to mention sleep Laying wide awake when I close my eyes I've been spiraling downwards and I keep losing my power and sanity And It's been two weeks I get, sick of running Sick of me Sick of running from my self and me Sick of running, constantly Sick of running from familiar enemy Always choose the darkest places I know every corner every border Never give my self the credit When I deserve, I deserve it And it's been two weeks Since i've had any appetite Not to mention sleep Laying wide awake when I close my eyes I've been spiraling downwards and I keep losing my power and sanity And It's been two weeks I get, sick of running Sick of me Sick of running from my self and me Sick of running, constantly Sick of running from familiar enemy I'm telling my self stories But I don't know where they come from, Every time he sneaking up on me