I'm done being hard on myself

How could we summarise that by which

They judge themselves?

Keeping quiet in plain sight

There’s a million different things that make you hate life

Why I do it to myself when I'm scared

[Instrumental break]

Something's kind of wrong, feel’s creeping you out now

And before you know it in the crevasse

I control you in your name

Oh and you'll die this way!

I find you kind of hard to stand

How could I tell you in the nicest possible way?

Go fuck yourself!

I'm done being hard on myself

How could we summarise that by which

They judge themselves?

I'm done being hard on myself

How could we summarise that by which

They judge themselves?