James Arthur - Recovery

I don't wanna play this game no moreI don't wanna play itI don't wanna stay 'round here no moreI don't wanna stay hereLike rain on a Monday morningLike pain that just keeps on going onLook at all the hate they keep on showingI don't wanna see thatLook at all the stones they keep on throwingI don't wanna feel thatLike sun that will keep on burningI used to be so discerning, ohIn my recoveryI'm a soldier at warI have broken down wallsI defined, I designedMy recoveryIn the sound of the seaIn the oceans of meI defined, I designedMy recoveryAnd I can hear the choirs keep on singingTell me what they're sayingAnd I can hear the phone, it keeps on ringingI don't wanna answerI know that I used to listenAnd I know I've become dismissive, ohIn my recoveryI'm a soldier at warI have broken down wallsI defined, I designedMy recoveryIn the sound of the seaIn the oceans of meI defined, I designedMy recoveryIn my recoveryI'm a soldier at warI have broken down wallsI defined, I designedMy recoveryIn the sound of the seaIn the oceans of meI defined, I designedMy recovery