Why do i feel Why am i standing here Why do i repeat all the brainless mistakes Wake up and see What life is doing to me This is a cry for help
'cause it brings me closer, closer to hell Like paper cuts too deep on my skin The dying cells inside of my veins
I'm feeling ill Where does the rainbow end I'm at the halfway Why someone brought the rain Those years were here Those years of fortune and fame Now some one stole them And it feels like
'cause it brings me closer, closer to hell Like paper cuts too deep on my skin The dying cells inside of my veins
I'm draining fast These days are years and years are decades Still waiting for the stroke that gives me Pleasure with pain Turning all the water to wine Painting this gray
'cause it brings me closer, closer to hell Like paper cuts too deep on my skin The dying cells inside of my veins