Lyrics

I feel your eyes burning my skin
Circling 'till you find a way in
(Sensing your malevolence)
(Always been so arrogant)
So you designed me in your fantasy
You trap me in all of your wildest dreams
(Told you this was over with)
(Finding any evidence)
Too complicated
(What do you want from me?)
I'm suffocating
(Pulling me underneath)
The threshold once again
So how did I let this happen?
I'm at a loss
But I'm better off knowing
My albatross
My wolf in sheep's clothing
Is ripping at the seams
Be careful someone might see
You're a disaster tourist
Always looking for what's next
I see you taking bets
Cause everyone loves a train wreck
But enough
It's never been enough for you
My patience, at it's limit and you feel it too
So give up
No really you should give it up
Cause you know you're a nightmare hiding in plain view
So what do you want from me?
So stuck in this catastrophe
So enough
You've really done enough you see
But it'll all catch up with you eventually
I guess it figures while I'm running in place you've got smoke and mirrors
One more round
(Who's the last one standing?)
Taken out
(Now commit to acting)
Finally shedding the skin
Be careful now
So you can fit right in
The venom's moving still can't win
It's on repeat your perfect ending
Still a disaster tourist
Yet you're so hard to impress
Let's see you make your bed
Let's see you lie in it
But enough
It's never been enough for you
My patience, at it's limit and you feel it too
So give up
No really you should give it up
Cause you know you're a nightmare hiding in plain view
So what do you want from me?
So stuck in this catastrophe
So enough
You've really done enough you see
But it'll all catch up with you eventually
I guess it figures while I'm running in place you've got smoke and mirrors
Don't react, don't react
Gotta be careful what I say
Can't look back, can't look back
Can't let you know I know your ways
Guess it figures
(I guess it figures)
While I'm running in place
You've got smoke and mirrors
Now I can see right through your haze
Guess it figures
(I guess it figures)
While I'm running in place
(Smoke and mirrors)
You've got smoke and mirrors
I can see right through your haze
Written by: Merik Perez, Nisha Rangel, Steve Klein
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