Movements - Full circle

^AI'm tearing apart at the seams Still trying to mend these holes in my jeans Leaving my skin to stain as ^EI bleed Give up ^F#mdisintegrate secede ^AToss and turn in this concrete bed

^EPray for something to ease my dread End up with t^F#mrembling limbs instead and this feels endless ^AAs if there's not a solace in the world that can mend this Everything will repeat in the ^Eend it's not a matter of 'if' it's 'when' ^F#mThis has happened before it'll happen again

^AIt comes in waves and I'm pulled bel^Eow It's not subjective it's clinic^Aal Drown myself in the undertow ^C#mof all my imbalanc^Eed c^Ahemicals And this cycle ^Ecomes full circle ^AThis cycle comes ^C#mfull c^F#mircle ^Eagain

So back to the ^Aneedle and the thread I've had ^C#menough of this blood I've ^Ebled I wanna breathe ^Alife in my lungs again Clear the ^C#mthought that fucks my ^Ehead Without a ^Astruggle there can't be progress (Even though the w^C#meight is crushing ^Eme) Without a ^Astruggle there can't be progress (Aim to k^C#mill fight d^Eefeat)

'^ETil it comes around again ^AIt comes in waves and I'm pulled b^Eelow It's not subjective it's clinic^Aal Drown myself in the underto^C#mw of all my imbalanc^Eed c^Ahemicals And this cycle ^Ecomes full circle ^AThis cycle comes ^C#mfull c^F#mircle ^Eagain

^A'Cause I've had days that I swore would be my last And ^Espent months walking on this broken glass ^AJust to tiptoe towards the thought that maybe someday I'd get ^Eback to who I used to be ^ATo what I used to see in the mirror ^EInstead of this misery And to rid myself o^Af this cloud that will rain down and cause me to slip back i^En to my apathy but I kn^Aow eventually I'm gonna come a^Eround and maybe it won't be easy but it will be worth it and the results will be profound ^ABecause instead of feeling cornered the corners of my mouth will s^Etart to point up Instead of being anchored dow^An