You’re always late To the line Ive turned my back on this one last time From everyone, from everything My hands are shaking through my skin My life was better read than lived And so I walk alone in the valley of sin One day I’ll forgive you for what you head done But why hide when you can turn, and run
Selfish Misery Combined to create all this reflectivity I know by Wednesday this will not be me Trying to fight it but it eats internally A state of flux towards a Selfish Misery Combined to create all this reflectivity I know by Wednesday this will not be me Trying to fight it but it eats internally A state of flux towards a selfish misery
This war inside my head No sleep Just thoughts of dread
If my mind changed From this self destructive state that it hollows in The daunting facts of this life lay in front of me A barrier to defeat or left to be Taking things as they come Or settle down in this dump This whole thing would be better read than lived My minds the one who decides who wins
Born to sacrifice lead astray by my own vice Fear walks right beside, substitute what isn’t right