As I stand here, I ask myself, Do you remember those black iced winters? Being alone, being afraid, No self control, what’s my aim? I remember what it feels like to stand alone in a shattered home, No where to go, What kind of life is this? I am not the person I should be.
How many times will I ask myself, Will this ever fucking change, I still see me standing there, You’re just a fucking disgrace
How many times will I ask myself, Will this ever fucking change, I still see me standing there, You’re just a fucking disgrace
Looking in the mirror, trying to smile, Through a cracked reflection. The time that’s fading away is just a memory of a beaten down past, Just one more dark and stormy night, You’ll never know how I feel. You gotta take it away, to let me know I’m home. I cant escape this, I cant change the past, The clock is ticking, The minutes fly the hours fucking pass