| Can I be fixed?
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| Or am I just a lost cause?
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| Strap me down
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| Cut me open
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| And you’ll find out what’s wrong
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| This curse is in my blood
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| A wide spreading sickness
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| The whole world’s afraid of
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| I swear I’m dangling
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| At the end of my rope
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| Counting down the seconds
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| Until I fucking choke
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| And it’s getting harder each and every day
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| To push through the bullshit
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| In this hell I have made
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| I’m broken, I’m torn
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| Sometimes I wish I’d never been born
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| Dissect me
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| Perfect me
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| Sew me up
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| And forever regret me
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| But you’ll never forget me
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| Dissect me
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| Show the world what they’ve been missing
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| I’m running out of places to hide
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| Pull me apart
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| Discard of what’s left inside
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| Pull me from the depths of my own mind
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| Pull me from the darkness of my own mind
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| And now I’m back again
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| Always scraping the bottom
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| Searching for the broken pieces of me
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| I swear there’s always a problem
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| My hatred of you is the only thing I can see
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| I’m always running, I’m always running
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| Without reflection
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| With no direction
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| A disappointment I’ll always be
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| I’m broken, I’m torn
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| Sometimes I wish I’d never been born
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| Dissect me, perfect me
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| Sew me up
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| And forever regret me
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| I’m broken, I’m scarred
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| Sometimes I wish I’d never fallen this far
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| Dissect me, perfect me
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| Sew me up and you’ll never forget me |