| It keeps me awake, it grows in my head
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| My body aches, my feelings are dead
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| I turn my eyes inside out
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| Gaze into the hell I created, burned-out
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| Lost everything I had, for a word
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| My own presence makes me disturbed
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| I’ve put myself in a state I can’t portray
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| I scream cause there’s nothing left
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| For me to say
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| Stare myself blind on words I cannot see
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| Deep inside I feel it’s all so real, to steal
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| Once I had it all, inside my head
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| Now it’s all gone, my views are spread
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| Search for solutions, for peace of mind
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| Feels like I slip away
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| There’s an itch under my skin
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| Need to get it out before I turn insane
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| Day and night in hell I spend
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| Need to figure me out before my sanity ends
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| Need to get it out, the itch
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| Need to get it out, the itch
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| I turn my eyes inside out
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| Gaze into the hell I created, burned-out
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| Once I had it all, inside my head
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| Now it’s all gone, my views are spread
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| I’ve put myself in a state I can’t portray
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| I scream cause there’s nothing left
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| For me to say |