I thought I'd grow, I thought I'd change But my life melted to shit I never built the castle of gold Just a house of glass To be shattered with the first stone cast Lonely nights lead to bleak thoughts I know I don't have it the worst But I want the end. Irrational and selfish The story of my fucking life A small wish for stability Is that much to ask? apparently so Always knew nothing would change still miserable, still the same. Hating life day after day and once again I've come crawling back to ink As cold and lifeless as ever Nervous now I've come to a fork And I know I'll choose hell over this x6