| The evil that I hold inside
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| Bed of nails on which I lie, I made it
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| There’s nowhere left for me to hide
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| Racing towards the other side
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| I hate it
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| All of my ranting and raving
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| I’m waxing and waning
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| And I don’t see an end in sight
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| Maybe I’m just masquerading
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| As way beyond saving
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| So I don’t even have to fight
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| So cold to live without a soul
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| But I do my best to make things right
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| I roll deeper down the hole
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| I’ve been holding on with all my might
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| But in spite of my trying, I feel like I’m dying
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| And I can’t hear a word you say
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| All of the drinking and lying, the games that I play
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| Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)
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| Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)
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| Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)
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| Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)
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| Nothing seems to make me feel okay
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| I think I’m running out of time
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| All I seem to leave behind’s destruction
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| I can’t undo what I have signed
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| It’s no way to take back time, I loved them
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| Nobody wanted to find me
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| A way back to guide me
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| Kept feeling like I wasn’t right
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| Maybe I’m encapsulating
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| Somebody else saving
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| You really need to just sit tight
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| So cold to live without a soul
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| But I do my best to make things right
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| Alone without a heart or home
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| No one else can see it’s fight or flight
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| Because they’re trying to hide me
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| I feel like I’m blinding
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| Or was I never in their sight?
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| No one’s rewinding the time here
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| I’m left alone trying
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| Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)
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| Nothing seems to make me feel okay (Okay, okay)
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| Nothing seems to make me feel okay |