| I’m always running away
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| What can I do to make it distant memory?
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| You hate me
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| And that’s okay
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| Strike the match and watch it all burn up
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| Like a rat in a cage, I only waste away
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| Separate from myself
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| I’m suffocating within
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| Underneath my skin, I’m feelin' hell again
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| Always buried in the things that I regret
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| Underneath my skin, I’m diggin' deep
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| Just to feel hollow in the end
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| I was born for suffering
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| So, let me dwell on the past again
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| And erase that part of me
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| I keep thinkin' the worst is in store for me
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| It’ll rip me apart
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| Then put me back together to re-live again
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| I’ll show you
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| What it takes
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| Show endurance
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| As time passes, existence is pain
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| Like a rat In a cage, I only waste away
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| Separate from myself
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| I’m suffocating within
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| But I’m so
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| Underneath my skin, I’m feelin' hell again
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| Always buried in the things that I regret
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| Underneath my skin, I’m diggin' deep
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| Just to feel hollow in the end
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| And be alone again
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| I always seem to fade away on repeat
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| Until I disappear
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| (Until I disappear)
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| It’s time to make a difference
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| Time to talk about my deeds
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| I used to dream about the endings
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| That I know will never be
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| I found my peace knowing I’m not okay
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| Dark clouds reign over me
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| Let the suffering remain
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| Getting
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| Underneath my skin, I’m feelin' hell again
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| Always buried in the things that I regret
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| Underneath my skin, I’m diggin' deep
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| Just to feel hollow in the end
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| I was born for suffering |