Spiraling down,
back to whence i came
to that pit of numbness
so void of life
I'm screaming so loud to you,
as i plunge that knife
i know its meant to hurt
as i cut myself deep
i know I'm meant to feel pain
but i feel nothing,
even though i weep
its nothing more than a game to me
a game that nobody wins
a place of endless turmoil,
to pay for all my sins
i think i see the sun up there
way up high above
or is that just the last flicker of light?
from the flame of all my love
Ive become so full of spite
so full of anger, of greed
forsaken with my dreams and hopes
my every whim, my every need
ijust cant take it anymore
its not what you do, its not what you say
those pretty little lies you made
to keep your son happy...and away
