Stop Me Now…I'm Not Ready

If I keep holding back I’m gunna lose this all
Oh no
How could we be part of the cure?
I’m not soft spoken about how I live
And I am everything that you never wanted
And could never touch with your hands and I am losing
I have lost.
My one vice is that I always say
That I’m ready but I meant it twice
My one vice is that the cure for me
Seems it’s coming few and far between me and my…
Self-centered, severely egocentric point of view
I’ve grown accustomed to these words «I am not who I am»
Stop me if I do not stand a chance
Stop me if you do not think this is for me and I said