The Truth lyrics

Every morning I wake up I'm fading Away from the light Sometimes it’s hard but believe me I'm here for the ride Better break me off something Better break me off something Before this gets too far Better think of something Better think of something I know you You better than you think You know yourself The truth is you're a mess Painting with a Phillips head It never works Punching holes again my friend You’ve hung yourself With razors in your hands Late at night, I'm dreaming Of how to get by My mind is tired, won't stop running Running out of time Better break me off something Better break me off something Before this gets too far Better tell me something Better tell me something I know you You better than you think You know yourself The truth is you're a mess Painting with a Phillips head It never works Punching holes again my friend You've hung yourself With razors in your hands I know you You better than you think You know yourself The truth is you're a mess Painting with a Phillips head It never works Punching holes again my friend You've hung yourself With razors in your hands