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Tippy-toes, tippy toes I'm on my tippy-toes, tippy-toes I'm walking on eggshells I'm careful with myself Trying not to break the tension Typical, typical It's so typical, typical To be self-destructive In the name of process Just tryna teach my demons a lesson Take them by surprise Never saw it coming Tired of playing nice Now they have it coming Turn down the lights Let me face my demons Turn back the lies Lies that they've been whispering Fight to the death Till the morning brings the light Then you'll see that I'm The last one standing Confrontational-tational I'm confrontational-tational I'm breaking the eggshells I'm wrestling with myself Sending all my demons back to hell Take them by surprise Never saw it coming Tired of playing nice Now they have it coming Turn down the lights Let me face my demons Turn back the lies Lies that they've been whispering Fight to the death Till the morning brings the light Then you'll see that I'm The last one standing Turn down the lights Let me face my demons Turn back the lies That they've been whispering Fight to the death Till the morning brings the light Then you'll see that I'm The last one standing
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