Have you ever been done so low
Till it put you in the picture show?
Have you ever felt so ashamed
Tryin' to process someone else's pain?
Put your message down in a box
Lick a stamp, why don't you send it off?
Give me something more that I can hold
Pull me back in from the cold, yeah
Got to get on top, yeah
Get on top yeah
Gotta get on, get on top, yeah
Get on top, yeah
Caught in a cross-fired aim
Skin full of symptoms say
I'm turning myself in
Got me back on the run again, yeah
Give me somewhere else that I can go
Heaven, hell and purgatory should know
Put your message down in a box
Lick a stamp, why don't you send it off
Got to get on top, yeah
Get on top yeah
Yeah, got to get on top, yeah
Get on top yeah
Caught in a cross-fired aim
Skin full of symptoms say
I'm turning myself in
Got me back on the run again
Caught in a cross fired aim
I'm turning my self in, oh yeah
Oh yeah
Caught in a cross-fired aim
Skin full of symptoms say
I'm turning myself in
Got me back on the run again
Caught in a cross-fired aim
(Caught in a cross-fired aim)
Skin full of symptoms say
I'm turning myself in
(I'm turning myself in)
Got me back on the run again, yeah
Caught in a cross-fired aim, yeah
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