Movements - Full circle

I'm tearing apart at the ^Fseams Still trying to mend these holes in my ^Fjeans ^FLeaving my skin to stain as I b^Cleed Give up, ^Amdisintegrate, ^Gsecede Toss and ^Fturn in this concrete bed

Pray for ^Csomething to ease my dread End up with ^Amtrembling limbs inst^Gead and this feels ^Fendless As if there's not a solace in the world that can ^Fmend this Everything will repeat in the ^Cend it's not a matter of 'if' it's ^Am'when' This has happened ^Gbefore it'll happen agai^Fn ^{C G}

^FIt comes in waves and I'm pulled below^C It's not subjective, it's clinic^Amal Drown myself in the undert^Gow of all my imbalanced chemicals^F And this cycle c^Comes full circle ^AmThis cycle c^Gomes full circle again ^{Am Am G Am Am G}

So back to the^Am needle and the thread I've had eno^Amugh of this blood I've^G bled I wanna breathe ^Amlife in my lungs again Clear the ^Amfog that fucks my h^Gead Without a^Am struggle there can't be progress (Even though the ^Amweight is crushing ^Gme) Without a ^Amstruggle there can't be progress (Aim to ^Amkill, fight d^Gefeat) ^{F F}'Til it comes around again

^FIt comes in waves and I'm pulled below^C It's not subjective, it's clinica^Aml Drown myself in the undert^Gow of all my imbalanced chemical^Fs And this cycle c^Comes full circle ^AmThis cycle ^Gcomes full circle again ^{Am G Am G}

^Am 'Cause I've had days that I swore would be my last ^G And spent months walking on this broken glass Just^Am to tiptoe towards the thought that maybe someday I'd get ^Gback, to who I used to be ^Am

In^Gstead of this misery And to rid my^Amself of this cloud that will rain down and cause me to slip ^Gback in to my apathy, but I

^Am I'm gonna come around and maybe it w^Gon't be easy but it will be worth it and the results will be profound^Am Because instead of feeling cornered the corners of my mouth^G will start to point up Instead of being anchored down ^{Am Am Am Am}