My Enemy

I'm having these feelings of rage.
They are fighting to overcome me.
They are trying to take control.
Make me blind and chase my senses from me.

Once again I'm at a point in my life.
Where I hope to claim a piece of me.
Sometimes I feel like redemption is my enemy.
My enemy. My enemy. My enemy. My enemy.

Inside I feel empty and I can't even begin to tell you why.
On paper my life looks great but you'll never know the written words are lies.

Once again I'm at a point in my life.
Where I hope to claim a piece of me.
Sometimes I feel like redemption is my enemy.
My enemy. My enemy. My enemy. My enemy.

Once again I'm at a point in my life.
Where I hope to claim a piece of me.
Sometimes I feel like redemption is my enemy.

Once again I'm at a point in my life.
Where I hope to claim a piece of me.
Sometimes I feel like redemption is my enemy.
My enemy. My enemy. My enemy. My enemy.

Sometimes I feel like redemption is my enemy.
My enemy. My enemy. My enemy. My enemy.