Constantly I find myself asking why Why the fuck do I not feel alive? Constantly I find myself asking why Why the fuck do I not feel alive? Constantly I find myself asking why Why the fuck do I not feel alive? Constantly I find myself asking why Why the fuck am I even alive?
So many answers, none I could give Holding to tightly, for one chance to live Open my mind and let everyone in Only to push my way back out again And I’ve developed one hell of a taste For falling flat on my fucking face
Keeping these secrets behind locked doors They’re lost in a graveyard of old false hope An abyss of sorrow, a crypt with more life More life than you’ll ever find in my eyes I’ve come to terms that I live each day With one foot forever in my own grave In my own... Grave
Constantly I find myself asking why? Am I even close to being alive? Cut me, hang me from the sky You’ll never see my true side Push aside all of my shame I walk afraid to live each day
This, is the, time, to run away To the place inside, where there is no pain