I Don't Paint Myself into Corners
Breaking Free: Unveiling the Liberation in 'I Don't Paint Myself into Corners'
Lyrics
It took a while for me to see things as they were
Realizing the truth about a situation took time
In the light of truth
Seeing things clearly and honestly
It wasn't you,it was me
Recognizing personal responsibility rather than blaming the other person
I let myself get used to drowning in the hurt
Allowing oneself to be constantly engulfed in pain
Against the wall
Feeling trapped or restricted
Who'd of thought,it was me
Surprise at realizing personal responsibility in the situation
From there I couldn't even look over my shoulder
Unable to move on from a difficult situation
I kicked down all the walls and started all over
Breaking down barriers and starting anew
And I don't paint myself into corners anymore
Choosing not to confine oneself in problematic situations anymore
In a brittle heart of clay
Fragile and vulnerable emotional state
I threw my brushes away
Deciding to stop trying to fix things
The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me
Objects or behaviors that kept memories alive and attached
Are out the door
Letting go of things that tied to the past
I don't paint myself into corners anymore
Refusing to repeat past mistakes of emotional entrapment
When you left you left me with no other choice at all
Feeling compelled to endure suffering due to circumstances
But to sink
Succumbing to pain and hardship
To my knees,and cry
Reacting emotionally to the pain and loss
I never knew just how far a soul could fall
Experiencing a drastic emotional decline
Like a rock
Helpless and unable to halt the downward spiral
I couldn't stop,didn't try
Not making an effort to stop the negative emotions
I locked myself behind shades of misery
Imprisoning oneself in sadness
But when I let you go,I set myself free
Finding liberation by letting go of someone
And I don't paint myself into corners anymore
Choosing not to repeat past emotional traps
In a brittle heart of clay
Referencing the vulnerability of emotions
I threw my brushes away
Abandoning attempts to fix the situation
The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me
Letting go of things that kept memories alive
Are out the door
Eliminating remnants of the past
I don't paint myself into corners anymore
Choosing not to repeat past mistakes
The tools of the trade that chained your memory to me
References again to items or behaviors that held onto memories
Are out the door
Confirming the removal of things linking to the past
I don't paint myself into corners anymore
Reaffirming the decision to avoid emotional entrapment
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