I have no interest in living like this
Yet I thrive in the light when I'm feeling alive
I just can't decide, if I should live or die?
Do I deserve this?
Because I really think the shoe fits
I just wish you knew what to say, when I'm wishing my days away
This is all that I know walking forward all alone with lungs made out of stone
Suffer, this is all that I've got
Returning to the same thought of being a puppet
Connected by a thread to each and every one of your hands
An empathy inside of me that won't let me live
Something's got to give I won't live like this
Consider me refurbished and fixed
I won't live like this I want to give a shit
Frustrated and dead inside
If this was my only way out I would have done it by now
Searching for answers but all that I know is
I'm in love with the sound of my words coming to life
My head is blind or else I'd do the same
I only have myself to blame why I live this way
If I could take it back if I wasn't just so mad at myself
And hating who I've become
Mad at myself and hating who I am
That doesn't mean I'll go through draining blood from my hands
With a blind mind confined to the dark your heart shivers
Bitter taste inside your mouth
Slivers of ice might find its way to your veins
But the flames that you have in your hand
Can burn through the part of you that is your past
The last piece of you that needs to die