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So many days I can't stop myself |
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From fighting this monster that eats me alive |
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So many times I've fought and I've tried |
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To live for a moment without fearing my mind |
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I hate this, yet live this, and it's bringing me down |
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I feel like I'm standing on uneven ground |
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The balance to life has been skewered so violent |
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I'm so sick of this death-instinct silence |
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So despondent and so somber, so frail |
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So scared to begin for the fear I will fail |
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I'm alone in this pattern and I can't call for grace |
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I'm left in this mess that is such a disgrace |
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I fear for my mind more than I fear for life |
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The one thing worth saving is the love I deny |
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For I feel so hollow, and I yearn to relent |
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The control for some peace and freedom from this torment |
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There's no one to save me and I can't save myself |
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I would give my whole being for some kind of help |
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But no one can stop this god damn monster so great |
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All hope is now lost and it's too late |
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I numb to forget, to quiet the noise |
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I'm deafened by silence, I can't live with myself |
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I numb to forgive, for myself can't forget |
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That I could've been someone without any regret |
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You lying man who tells a tale |
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Of flawless love and peace of mind, |
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Of parting seas and curing blind |
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Your lies my faith, there's no remorse |
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You spin your tale with brutal force |
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Your lies, my faith, my breathing grace |
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I ran from life, I erased my faith |
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I am so blind |
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And seeing eyes are not the kind |
