| Trapped inside myself, I can’t escape this fucking prison in my head.
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| I have become the one I loathe. |
| I fill my empty shell with dread.
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| I make my nightmares come to life while all my daydreams fall apart.
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| Come one come all step back take in my self-destructive work of art.
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| Over and over and over again,
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| I’m stuck on a feeling I cannot defend.
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| Self-sabotage is my weapon of choice
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| In my fight against me and my thoughts and my voice
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| I rip at the stitches of everything good.
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| I pick at the pieces and fall as I should.
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| Malevolent shadows of what I could be-
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| Stand proud at the upcoming failing of me.
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| I no longer cry and I no longer know
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| What it’s like to be free from this process I show
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| A world that depends on a half-hearted smile,
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| To revolve around everything short of denial.
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| Stuck inside myself, I can’t deny this empty person I’ve become.
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| I’ll know there’s nothing left of me when I’ve left everything undone.
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| I make your nightmares come to life. |
| I leave you wond’ring what went wrong.
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| And finally I blame myself. |
| It’s how I’ve done things all along. |