| I was caught up in the same routine of grinding out the day
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| Tearing my flesh apart
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| Trying to fight the urge to self-destruct
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| Where did the light go?
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| A daily sacrifice of my body and my mind
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| To get where I want to be
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| We’re all in this together to make something of this life
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| I won’t shed another drop of blood for you
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| And I won’t justify my reasons I’m not like you
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| Coerced into patterns of slavery
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| Conceded by meaningless gain
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| I can’t remember what its like to love
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| I’m not as patient as I used to be
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| As I once was
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| Don’t feel connected to anyone anymore
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| And I won’t fake this anymore
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| Is there still something good in me?
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| I feel demonic on the best of days
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| We shy away from our deepest desire
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| When there’s no spark of resolution in sight
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| So I’ll medicate myself until I fall asleep
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| Tell me you don’t do the same
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| Waking up to every sunrise and living on repeat
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| Is a deathly reaction to fear
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| So while you waste away your life
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| I’m after mine
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| This is not the life that I set up to live
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| And I can’t even escape myself
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| I’m holding on but still I’m losing my grip on this
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| There’s nothing left in me that you would want a fragment of
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| I’ll stay the clenching hands that tighten around your throat
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| I’ve sunken low, but I‘m ascending back to the surface |