I don't want to play this game no more
I don't wanna play it
I don't want to stay round here no more
I don't wanna stay here

Like rain on a Monday morning
Like pain that just keeps on going on
Look at all the heyday keep on showing
I don't want to see that
Look at all the stones they keep on throwing
I don't want to feel that
Like sun that will keep on burning
I used to be so discerning

In my recovery
I’m a soldier at war
I have broken down walls
I defined
I designed
My recovery
In the sound of the sea
In the oceans of me

I defined
I designed
My recovery

And I can hear the choirs keep on singing
Tell me what they’re saying
And I can hear the phone It keeps on ringing
I don’t want to answer
I know that I used to listen
And I know I’ve [bad word] dismissive

In my recovery
I’m a soldier at war
I have broken down walls
I defined
I designed
My recovery
In the sound of the sea
In the oceans of me I defined
I designed
My recovery