We play the game: too hot too cold
If you were in real estate, you’d have me sold
This ON again OFF again feelin is the only steady thing I know
It’s the UP and DOWN that hinders me to grow
But I don’t want to get off this ride
I’m the only one who I want to run from and hide
My demons got me locked down
Imprisoning me inside this merry go round
Tryin to break free from the hold
Tryin to find a middle between hot and cold
It’s not you, it’s me I say
Sound like a broken record to this day
So when will I stop, stop, stop
I’m still lookin at my clock: tick tock
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