| Part of me won’t go away
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| Everyday reminded how much I hate it
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| Weighted against the consequences
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| Can’t live without it so it’s senseless
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| Wanna cut it out of my soul
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| And just live with a gaping hole
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| Take control of my life
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| And wash out all the burnt taste
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| I made the problems in the first place
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| Hang my head low ‘cause it’s part of me
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| Ya hardly see right next to the heart of me
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| Heard of me the routine scar
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| New cuts cover where the old ones are
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| And now I’m sick of this
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| I can’t stand the sandpaper thoughts that grade away on my sanity
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| I rather not even be then the man that’s staring in the mirror through me
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| Cut myself free willingly
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| Stop just what’s killing me
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| Cut myself free willingly
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| Stop just what’s killing me
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| Cut myself free willingly
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| Stop just what’s killing me
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| Cut myself free willingly
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| Stop just what’s killing me
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| I feel it everyday
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| I feel I made my way
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| I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
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| Swallowing me
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| It can’t be frightening if you’ve never felt it
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| Once it’s been dealt with you feel like you’ve been touched by something angelic
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| And then melted down into a pool of peace
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| Cease to be the animal you used to be
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| Remove the broken parts you know were wrong
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| And feel the karma when the problem’s all gone
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| And then you start to see another piece of yourself that you can’t let be
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| And that reason’ll last fight to free yourself
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| Take it to the depths of the bottom of the well
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| And now you know you can choose to lose the part in your heart
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| Where your insides bruise
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| You can live if you’re willing to
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| Put a stop to just what’s killing you
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| Cut myself free willingly
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| Stop just what’s killing me
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| Cut myself free willingly
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| Stop just what’s killing me
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| Cut myself free willingly
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| Stop just what’s killing me
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| Cut myself free willingly
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| Stop just what’s killing me
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| I feel it everyday
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| I feel I made my way
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| I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
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| Swallowing me
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| (Alive in me, inside of me, a part of me screams away silently
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| This part of me won’t go away, part of me won’t go away
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| Everywhere I look around I see how everyone ought to be
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| Every time I see myself there’s always something wrong with me
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| Everywhere I look around I see how everyone ought to be
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| Every time I see myself there’s always something wrong with me)
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| I feel it everyday
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| I feel I made my way
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| I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
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| Swallowing me
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| I feel it everyday
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| I feel I made my way
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| I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside
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| Swallowing me
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| I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me
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| I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me |