Building Up - Crease

Another stroke of bad luck is all I can take.

Don’t want to be around when the mirror breaks.

I don’t want your advice or your sympathy.

I just want you to let me be.

I just want you to let me be.

I only want you to let me be.

I can feel it building up inside of me.

The pain, the hate, the rage, is all I can see.

I can feel it building up inside of me.

As my heart turns to stone, my heart turns to stone.

Been preoccupied lately, a lot on my mind.

Looked for answers to the questions I’ll never find.

That’s how it’s been, and that’s no way to live.

I’ve given all that I have to give.

I’ve given all that I have to give.

I’ve given everything that I can give.

I’m in no position to be making demands.

Won’t apologize, got to know where I stand.

Well I know where I am, because I’ve been here before.

I don’t know if I can take any more.

I don’t know if I can take any more.

Now I’m sure that I can’t take any more.