| Here I am, a broken man
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| Trying to make it through these days
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| Trying the best i can
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| To silence the voice that lurks inside my head
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| To cease the desire to be one with the dead
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| I never thought my life would come to this
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| A mental illness that I wish did not exist
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| I used to feel alive. |
| Now I feel nothing
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| I feel empty inside
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| I’m not worth anything
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| I would give up all i have just to feel something
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| I would give all i have to not feel like this
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| My times' running out. |
| I’m drowning in self doubt, my insecurities and a
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| haunting voice that I wish would get out
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| Rid me of these thoughts before all hope is lost
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| Rid me of these thoughts before I’m dead and gone
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| I wake up every day with a decision that I have to face
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| Do i continue to live this life that I hate?
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| I feel dead to the world. |
| Nothing but worthless in my eyes
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| Constantly asking myself why do i even try?
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| I try my best to pull myself off of the floor
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| No matter what I do I still hear death knocking on my door
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| I have been in search of something more
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| I can’t keep living a life that i fucking deplore
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| Clouded vision, caused by all the hurt
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| My moral compass has lead me face down in the dirt
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| I’ve lost my worth and i can’t be saved
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| I’ve dug my own grave now please forget my face |