I know what has to be done, the smoke will settle the demons will come and I will be torn apart. Exposing my weakness the world will see, what I never fucking wanted.
As I stare at your face, soaked in disgrace, what is the price a judgment of life, I cry out in this dispossession.
Exposing my weakness the world will see what I never,
what I never,
what I never fucking wanted.
They crowd around me, here to take their share of my mind I can no longer muster the strength to face them alone, all on my own.
They whisper echoes in unknown tongues I refuse to absorb their toxic words. I've forgotten how to love, searching behind locked doors in my mind.