It's just a matter of time to start feeling the consequences It's hard to live knowing that your body kills yourself. Piece by piece Build me up one of these days to help me Being fucked up with no fault, It's such a guilt for me Tip of my toes... I hurt 'em to feel a bit closer to what I am It may sound strange, sounds like a metaphor. But you can fuck me up, but my heart will keep me standing on and on Growing up with all those rules made me struggle to a new level in my life Not just needles ripping my own skin Day by day