I won't sleep till the sun comes up
I won't bury my thoughts undone
You don't know the damage done
Another wasted soul woken up
This feels like deja vu
Growing numb to what I hold onto
Our thoughts in a cold empty bed
Live a life played to [C7]pretend
I won't be [Am]alone till the grave
Portɾait of life no picture in the frame
A new life a new love a fake heart
Full circle coming back to [C7]the start
Of things I've seen before
I have unlocked the door
To let go is to [C7]grow
But I can't be [Am]set free with your hands around my [A]throat
This feels like [F]deja vu
Growing numb to [C7]what I hold onto
Our thoughts in a cold empty bed
Live a life played to [C7]pretend
