THREE YEARS

Turn the radio up
'Cause I'm about to be real
This is too much to feel
Like an endless cut
But I'm not gonna hold still
I will fight up the hill

Three years I tried to get myself right
I've lost my sense of where I need to stand
Tried not to look at the pain, blood, and combat
No more
'Cause now it's time for me to finally wake up from this narcissistic shitshow
And see the world for what it is, a vicious rodeo
Where daily lies and shiny things have made us hollow
But I promise you there'll be a new tomorrow

Hear the roar from above and below
I will break it, break this vicious rodеo

Turn the radio up
'Cause I'm about to be rеal
This is too much to feel
Like an endless cut
But I'm not gonna hold still
I will fight up the hill

Restless but frail, so close to derail
Three years my silence was deafening
Slave to my comfort, a phantom that of some sort
No more
'Cause now it's time for me to finally wake up from this narcissistic shitshow
And see the world for what it is, a vicious rodeo
Where daily lies and shiny things have made us hollow
But I promise you there'll be a new tomorrow

Turn the radio up
'Cause I'm about to be real
This is too much to feel
Like an endless cut
But I'm not gonna hold still
I will fight up the hill

I'm not gonna hold still
I will fight up the hill
I'm not gonna hold still
I will fight up the hill

Now that I'm back I won't quit and I won't say I'm sorry
The charades have passed, clearing up the mess
Finally, I'm able to see, now it is rage I carry
The charades have passed, clearing up the mess

Hear the roar from above and below
I will break it, break this vicious rodeo

Turn the radio up
'Cause I'm about to be real
This is too much to feel
Like an endless cut
But I'm not gonna hold still
I will fight, fight up the hill
I'm not gonna hold still
I will fight, fight up the hill
I'm not gonna hold still
I will fight up the hill