I swear to god I'm feeling empty inside
the monster I hide just seems to eat me alive
take a look and you can see the pain in my eyes
the depression and lonilenss are plaguing my mind
what the hell did I ever do to deserve this
poisened by homicide and psychosis
it's all got me feeling broken and hopeless
I feel lost and where did I go....
I think the pain made me a little bit crazed
manic and depressive because I choose to bottle the rage
and now i've became a reflection of everything I despise
fuck, it feels like I was living lie
everytime I gaze in the mirror I can see the hurt in my eyes
and I find myself wondering why, the demons keep kicking my sides
or wishing i'd die, even though friends use my good deeds to keep my alive
so I keep on trying to find the will to pull through, and let go like i'm supposed to
Murder?
I got the urge to, maybe it's a reaction to the hell that i've been through
but i''m really trying to learn to....
start killing that part of me off, but it's hard to do with a bruise on your heart
it's the reason i'm dark, and it's making me lost
it's scaring away half of my friends, the other can't even comprehend the distress i'm in
it's got me wondering if there's any happiness in the end
as people start calling me a monster again,
shit...
I probably am......
either way i'm tired of causing that same pain and holding these tears back
to fade into oblivion forever...i'd like that.
I swear to god I'm feeling empty inside
the monster I hide just seems to eat me alive
take a look and you can see the pain in my eyes
the depression and lonilenss are plaguing my mind
what the hell did I ever do to deserve this
poisened by homicide and psychosis
it's all got me feeling broken and hopeless
I feel lost and where did I go....
