| Broke down by the mess I made
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| Destroyed like a heartbreak hand grenade
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| Is there a better way to leave my past behind
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| And my scattered thoughts are endless plots to kill my mind
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| I’m broken by design
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| If I could just pretend
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| That everything is in my head
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| I could stay awake forever
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| Try to comprehend
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| That I’m not broken
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| No, I’m not left for dead
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| If I could stay awake forever
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| Maybe I’d escape this hell I’m in
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| I’ve gone through a million ways
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| Found out that my mind is just a slave
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| To everything that I’ve encountered
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| , how I’m fucking suffering
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| What a good for nothing I’ve become
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| If I could just pretend
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| That everything is in my head
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| I could stay awake forever
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| Try to comprehend
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| That I’m not broken
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| No, I’m not left for dead
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| If I could stay awake forever
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| Maybe I’d escape this hell I’m in
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| Help now, as I’m lost in emotion
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| As I drown in the ocean of fear
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| And I’m hellbound on buying your dying devotion
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| Swept away in the motion so clear
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| If I could just pretend
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| That everything is in my head
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| I could stay awake forever
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| Try to comprehend
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| That I’m not broken
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| No, I’m not left for dead
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| If I could stay awake forever
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| Maybe I’d escape this hell I’m in |