Ouroboros As An Overused Metaphor

In this moment, I'm cut right to the core
'Cause I'm at war with mine, I can't stop crumbling
Look at me, look at me now with my back against the wall
Don't give in, try to find the balance
The relapse is killing me

No, take a breath and cave-in
You're weathered from the storm
Oh, what a life, I didn't mean it

I'm torn in every way
I'm left frayed and so tired

And most will never see
The part it takes from me
Feel the pain with every breath
I feel the pain with every breath

How can I cope when it's me that's the problem?
There's no escape from yourself

I know
I'm the substance
That I
Tear apart

Inside me
Lost with no control

In this moment, I'm cut right to the core
'Cause I'm at war with mine, I can't stop crumbling
Look at me, look at me now with my back against the wall
Don't give in, try to find the balance
The relapse is killing me

So hide me away, hide me away
Cast out everything I know just so I can
Take all the blame, take all the blame
They won't even miss me at all

This is every thought inside
I can't stop to think, it's corrupting me

Cross out everything

I'm at war with the source of my consciousness (consciousness)
How can I survive?
I'm at war with the source of my consciousness
How can I survive?