Polyvagal

Alice Minguez

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When you’ve lived with betrayal
Starting right off from the cradle
You find trust is the rarest thing to find
Nobody can truly be your friend
You might pretend but you don’t really trust them
‘Cause it’s a real short trip from “got your back” to “backstabber”

Strung up so high I’m off the meter
Something between nerves and being eager
Wound up too tight, I can’t come down
Way too high
Head spinning ‘round and ‘round

Alone and overwhelmed
On high alert, I’m overcome
I see myself from high above
Nothing feels real, don’t know what to do
So tense I can’t call out for help
I’m mute and frozen; someone help me out!

This is a war where our only weapons are glares
And the secret intel is whispered into another’s ears
It’s a fine line between enemy and friend
A fine line between celebration and revenge
A fine line between celebration and revenge
It’s a real fine line to navigate
Trying to love in a world of hate

Strung up so high I’m off the meter
Something between nerves and being eager
Wound up too tight, I can’t come down
Way too high
Head spinning ‘round and ‘round

Alone and overwhelmed
On high alert, I’m overcome
I see myself from high above
Nothing feels real, don’t know what to do
So tense I can’t call out for help
I’m mute and frozen; someone help me out!