Contextual Analysis of "i'm breaking from the inside. i'm slipping through the cracks and i try to push it out of mind. switch" in Lyrics

The lyric "i'm breaking from the inside. i'm slipping through the cracks and i try to push it out of mind. switch" is featured in 1 different songs in our database, showcasing its versatility in music.Explore how artists use this specific phrasing in their creative work.

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a uniform to bruise a perfect stain. anything you hate will be the root of everything you breathe. breathing in the dirt will leave you hating all that you conceive. i try to push myself up

i'm breaking from the inside. i'm slipping through the cracks and i try to push it out of mind. switch

you've got to turn your back and run. to push it out is just a patch to heal a gaping wound. a brass tack to pin a hair and heal a broken tomb. i never thought i'd be the one to bring it down to this. my last thought is through a statement and a shattered fist. face down

turn your back and run

Singer: demon hunter

a uniform to bruise a perfect stain. anything you hate will be the root of everything you breathe. breathing in the dirt will leave you hating all that you conceive. i try to push myself up

i'm breaking from the inside. i'm slipping through the cracks and i try to push it out of mind. switch

you've got to turn your back and run. to push it out is just a patch to heal a gaping wound. a brass tack to pin a hair and heal a broken tomb. i never thought i'd be the one to bring it down to this. my last thought is through a statement and a shattered fist. face down

crssk.

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a uniform to bruise a perfect stain. anything you hate will be the root of everything you breathe. breathing in the dirt will leave you hating all that you conceive. i try to push myself up

i'm breaking from the inside. i'm slipping through the cracks and i try to push it out of mind. switch

you've got to turn your back and run. to push it out is just a patch to heal a gaping wound. a brass tack to pin a hair and heal a broken tomb. i never thought i'd be the one to bring it down to this. my last thought is through a statement and a shattered fist. face down

turn your back and run

demon hunter

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